With Reynard and Marien's help, things moved faster. Guards came from outside the hall, and Reynard ordered some of them to go out into the city and bring medics.
He had covered the mayor with a tarp and did his best to limit the number of people looking for him until the head of the mayor's guard and his personal physician appeared at the scene.
By then, Reynard and Marien could finally step back and let someone else organize the mess. At some point, even a squad of city watch and an investigator had arrived to bring the perpetrators of the attack to justice.
Or, at least, to find out whose head the city should post a bounty for.
There were over a hundred injured by the first estimate, and a couple of dozen dead, both nobles and servants. Some of them were frozen, some bled to death from glass and ice shards, and some were simply crushed in the stampede.
***
Two hours later, the mayor was lying in his four-posted bed, still frozen.
