Alice watched from the rear of the bandit force, her lance in hand. She was out of sight and out of mind as far as the bandits cared. However she was ready to strike when she had her chance. She watched the bandits begin to take control until people began fighting back. its was a fairrly close fight, with both sides gaining little control.
"All right, you scum! Go get some hostages, we can't have killed 'em all yet! That'll make sure these fiesty assholes don't come and fight back, yeah? Kill 'em, break 'em, mash 'em, boys! Everything is gonna BURN!"
Alice's eyes snapped to the bandit leader, doing her best to stay back and out of the way until the opportunity presented itself. But as soon as he took a young woman and her daughter, laughing maniacally at their tear-stained faces, she lost it. Seemingly from nowhere Alice appeared running at full speed, slamming into the beserker and knocking him down and away from the woman and her child.
"Oi! your s'posed ta-" one of the bandits started before being silenced with a spear to the throat.
Alice stood still, breathing heavily. the tackle had taken a good bit of her strength and she could already tell she cracked at least one rib. "Your a beefy bastard aren't ya?" she called out to the beserker. She hopped he was going to be down for a least some time. She had the eyes of all of the other bandits on her, and she was right in the middle of them. Hefting her shield and readying herself, she waited for the fight to come to her.