Kusari stood speechless in the face of the powerful winds created by Shane, her white hair was blown back to the point she could have been used as a sign of surrender. She blinked at the crystalline constructs as her right hand twitched involuntarily, now here was a nostalgic sensation. This only happened to her when she was still drawing, or rather when she had the motivation to draw. Whenever she saw something she considered beautiful she got an irresistible urge to draw it. She'd completely forgotten that everything she'd said was ignored, it had all been invalidated after all. This person before her was special, but not special like the rest of them, he was...

"Awe... awesome." The words quietly slipped from Kusari's mouth, she was in awe, but there was something else she felt. She was utterly outclassed, to the point that her presence felt insignificant. She looked back to the golem and strained her eyes. What could she do? What was something that only Kusari Bloodworth could do? 

Her leg kicked off the ground, then again as she jumped towards the golem. She was going to stop it, then she was going to rip a hole in it's chest. If the attack didn't break it's core, she could at least chip away at it's armor to help the others kill it. The monster wasn't focused on her, so she believed she had a clear shot at it. 

Leaping upwards, she kicked at the golem's chest as hard as she could, positioning her crimson talons to tear away at the rock.