Jiao-Jie peeked around the chimney and giggled behind a dirty hand. With the arrival of this newcomer there was no need for further distractions; she opened her fingers and let the dirt trickle away. Still smiling, she readied her daggers and slid down the roof until she could angle a curious peek down on the woman and the sprawled body beside her. A lone woman, a body and several attackers… so many questions, so little time… Her eyes snapped to the incoming bandits and she sought out a likely target, preferably the first but she knew her men and if this ‘ghost’ was a mortal as the bandits suspected, he’d likely dive in their path. He did not know she was there, she knew they were here. The math was simple, and she coiled for her jump into the fray.