Something dark appeared in her peripheral vision and Ev could only turn to soften the blow as she was sent flying. Her right arm slammed into the dumpster instead of her back and Ev cursed under her breath. Nothing was broken was it still hurt. It would bruise but she was used to bruises and cuts.
Her eyes found the shape of the woman and her eyes widened. The ears and the bat on her chest was reason enough for her to be concerned. Behind her, the man was crying and mumbling something about being sorry. Ev watched, ready to defend herself or run if Batgirl -- Batwoman? -- attacked her. The man was confessing, Ev thought. Why wasn't Batgirl doing anything about that?
"He's the bad guy here!" she shouted and tested her arm out.