Paula growled as Zaina simply flew off without them, she was ticked. Her hands glew a blood red, and she s smirked, watching as Zaina would most likely falter, and fly off course. Stumbling as she flew. "No, I don't think I could. Maybe one at a time..." She trailed off, her hands stopped glowing and she sighed. Turning to face the Captian she shrugged, pulling on the fabric that bound her costume.