[Espy]

As Cronis yanked her into the light, a few vials few from beneath Espy's sash and shattered on the ground, splashing red and black liquids everywhere. My months of work! Espy thought, trying to wrench her arm from Cronis's grasp, to save her alchemical potions.
Suddenly she heard people from inside the bar rushing to the commotion and panicked; she couldn't risk being seen by guards.