"Who sent you?" the young man called to his assailants, but he was only answered with a mocking laugh.
He leveled his pistol and fired. One of the men was sent cart-wheeling over the railing in a spray of dark blood. Urcea watched the body fall a long way, cringing; she all but wrapped herself around the railing, grabbing it as she was with both arms and her body pressed against it.
She looked up in time to see the other assailant flee. In the confusion, she couldn't tell which man it was.
The young man tucked his pistol into his coat and approached Urcea where she (crouched) against the rails.
As he did, an armed sailor came from the door behind them.