Asha's left leg was getting numb, so she instinctively shifted some of her weight onto the right one but quickly winced in pain. Out of her many injuries, this one was the worst, and she would have probably died if Theon hadn't managed to pull her into the cabins. Her body had been bruised black and blue, her left arm broken, and her right ankle smashed during the hail. While the maester on Harlaw treated the former, he couldn't do anything to mend the latter, and now she couldn't put much weight on her foot without feeling crippling pain. The grey fool had even suggested cutting it off in case it would rot. Now, she could only walk with the help of a cane. With the passing days, she had started to seriously consider having the bad limb removed and replaced with a peg leg.