As the group watched there was a stir in the bushes beside near the bridge and a javelin sailed through the air at the nearest human.  As the javelin quivers in the man's shoulder a shout comes from the bridge.  A dark skinned woman, wearing what looks a lot like desert gear and not armour like one might expect someone about to face ten enemies on her own might wear, bursts from the bushes from where the javelin came.  She steps onto the bridge and roars a challenge to her enemies again.  She carries a rapier in her left hand and is aiming a strange bracer at the first one to come to the bridge.