Eyes wide, Marion watched as the thug thrust his blade into Kasey's back. "No," she gasped, then flinched as the blade shattered, bits of shrapnel striking her along with others in the crowd, leaving small cuts in the their wake.<br/><br/>The broken knife against her skin made her stiffen, keeping utterly still as the thug growled at her before giving her a shove. Her arms flailed as she attempted to regain her balance, but the uneven footing would have been difficult even if she'd been wearing more sensible footwear. As it was, she fetched up against her husband and then both went down in a tangle, he on his back, and she atop him.<br/><br/>She pushed herself up on her arms and looked down, his eyes meeting hers in a nearly identical look of concern. "I... I'm unhurt," she said before pushing herself away and to her feet, the crowd around them having moved away to avoid getting swept up into whatever drama had been happening in their midst, a few quick witted souls recording the incident from a safe distance.<br/><br/>Once upright she offered her hand to Kasey, to help him to his feet.<br/><br/>All the while, the bidding continued, the price climbing, more slowly now, nobody seeming to want to break over 3 million, even for something as amazing and unique as what was currently being offered.