It seemed to Shade that no matter how many of these cyborgs she killed, there were always more, and since she was running out of arrows, it was a big problem. She fired off a standard arrow, which pierced the casing of the cyborg nearest her with a loud sound. It made some erratic movements, before its legs locked up and it fell over. Shade dashed over to it and pulled the arrow from its body. [i]I cannot continue doing this alone[/i], she thought to herself, thinking of Black Canary's order to not engage any metahumans or their compatriots. A bolt of plasma whizzed past her head, making her face tingle. She turned to see the cyborg who fired the shot taking aim again. She dropped to the asphalt as another blast of plasma jetted through where she just stood. Using her arms and her acrobatics, she bounded up into the air and landed on her feet a meter back and waved at the cyborg, to which the machine responded with more plasma fire.

Shade darted out of the way, causing the plasma to strike two cyborgs behind her. She bolted towards the commotion where she'd seen the other heroes arrive, cutting hydraulic ligaments in the legs of cyborgs as she went with her blade. A liquid squirted out from the ligament tubing and they fell down behind her, trying to get themselves back up with little avail. 

"Which of you is the commandant?" Shade asked the group of heroes, moving with them as they provided covering fire for one of the others. She fired off another two arrows into cyborgs, before she decided to feel the arrows left in her quiver and realizing she only had five left. If she wasn't careful, this fight would prove to be much more exciting than she'd initially intended.

"Sad jojokhet'shi…?" she muttered, seeing the grotesque form of what the heroes were calling Brick. This was definitely not what she was expecting her first time out.