Where, by the gods' will, am I now? Wait, the nasty little beasts are gone...are they? Who's there?
Shiroko hesitates for a moment, trying to overcome her disorientation and - to estimate her chances against those new foes. Maybe they aren't really hostile at all, she realizes suddenly - unlike the bloodthirsty demons she has been fighting until now, the beings in front of her seem to be able to speak... and they look much more humanlike!
"Pardon me," she starts in the Common Tongue, with a slight accent revealing her being more used to speak any othe language, "that arrow wasn't aimed at you, old man. No need to get incensed, surely." The young woman leans her bow at the rock she's standing on and casts a shy smile on her lips. "Maybe you could tell me where I am, instead?" Ready to react quick, she still hopes not to be be forced to fight being outnumbered.