Apparently she'd followed a pair of crazy people. Crap. And they were picking a fight with the spear-carrying people. Hooray. Well, actually, she was somewhat pleased - she'd have been somewhat disappointed if she'd come to a video game-like place, dressed as she was, with absolutely nothing to brawl with. 

But... Hmm... What do do..? These were real people, weren't they? Probably. Could she bring herself to hurt them? Well, they had been rather aggressive towards them just for breaking some stuff. Provided they didn't die, then it was probably okay. 

The energy from before was rather easier to produce than before, and soon, she had a little white ball of it, roughly tennis ball sized, in her hand. This, she threw at the guard nearest to her. The effect was certainly... Well, not what she had been expecting; the little ball stretched just before it left her hand, and became a jagged beam, which bore down fast on the guard's position. 

Cheshire bit her lip. Oops. a little heavy handed there.