All she needed was a crit, and she could feel she had one in her.
And it would seem that it was a crit fail.
with a remarkably clear view to the red-headed Warlady's flank.
So, how many people are sad that the drawing didn't provide a clearer view of said Warlady's flank?
The red-headed Warlord paused, and looked up.
I am probably crazy, but I took this to mean that Sylvia was aware something was wrong and was daring fate to man up and kill her. Kinda a continuation of the point of view she showed during her fall:
Sylvia was long past "a lack of fear." As she plunged toward the shattered roof, the city swelling up to meet her and the dwagon's limp wings flapping behind like battle standards, she couldn't even manage concern. She faced her doom this time around like a gambler with a pat hand. Oblivion was bluffing. Showboating, even.
Very much a "fate won't let me die, it doesn't have the guts," sort of thing.