Already on the move Shenestra heard the explosion from the grenades detonation, which created a blinding light. She continued to run full speed but the construct did not fire on her as she had expected. Instead seeming to train on her movements. Suddenly his grenade popped open changing in shape to that of a circular blade. Shenestra already didn't like the look of it, the construct in turn wasted little time in throw the device. Having reached the angle she needed on his once far left Shenestra responded with her own volley as she spun on her heels turning in his direction ending in a slight crouch. She swept her left gauntlet over her wrist-crossbow, arming it with the gathered nether thus far. Her auto-sensors and artificially boosted marksmanship allowing her to near instantly lock onto her target. The crossbow accelerated the stored nether into a bolt of pure crackling violet energy which now hurtled toward the construct. 

The bolt was aligned with the strange grenades course, if it did not weave around the bolt of energy, the chaotic force of nether would reduce the device to dust and ash as the molecules broke down, unless it was avoided entirely. In either cause it would be hurtling toward the construct. The moment the bolt fired Shenestra activated her sprint-pack which turbines had been whining this entire time, launching herself north-eastward instantly. However the moment she passed behind a pillar, she would seem to competently vanish once more. Activating with a simple thought her wraith gate an instant after changing direction with another burst from her sprint-pack while out of sight. 

Such a maneuver was aimed solely at catching the construct off guard, thus allowing Shenestra to reposition herself in a more favorable condition. Having already seen the destruction from the first grenade she had a far better idea on the safe distance of the weapon making sure to keep well out of way from its kill-zone. Should the bolt hit the construct, the force was easily enough to melt away metal to ash, as well as knocking him off his feet with the force of a heavy artillery shell.