She was surprised and overwhelmed with gratitude for a higher power she didn't believe in when the kick and spit actually seemed to work and he let her go. Those iron fingers opened from her jaw and she was pushed back and she stumbled, almost going down on the sidewalk.
But she didn't fall. She found her feet and she ran, hard and fast. She'd always been an incredibly quick little Mouse and now was no different. She ran down the street, dodging and weaving through pedestrians, hair streaming behind her like a golden mane. No, she wasn't worried about saving anything but her own skin, and she didn't spare more than a quick mental prayer for Skye as she made her escape.