Hilda or not, she was not about to stay there in the middle of the noise.

Deeming the ground a little too risky to traverse, she took to the roofs, moving across each one carefully, so as to not reveal herself to those on the ground. It was rather nerve racking; after killing someone, actually taking someone's life, she felt more than a little bit paranoid, certain she was going to be discovered by one of their friends and be killed or worse.

"Hush. People's voice. Make silent now."

The huge maned gorilla climbed up onto a railing, completely exposed if not for the fact she seemed to be the only one that had the ability see it. Hayami, having no such ability to be invisible, peeked out carefully from behind a metal box thing with a fan in it. A ventilator if she had to guess what it was.

"We kill them. We make strong. We survive."

She didn't like the prospect of killing people; she still had that strange taste in the back of her mouth. But there was that feeling of exhilaration she felt after she had killed those soldiers, though she would have never had admitted it. It was the feeling of being in control, powerful, [i]alive[/i]. And these people were soldiers from what she can see. They carried weapons, and they moved like what she imagined soldiers would move like. Hayami didn't really know how they moved but those people probably did move like them. Probably.

The air around her started to fill with electricity as she pointed her hand towards those people, shaping it into a gun as a child might when playing cops or cowboys. Collecting her energy, she focused it on her hand, feeling a little bit excited at the power she held, the flow of power through her vein. Her hand was literally thrumming with all the energy she was focusing in it. Sensing that she could hold it in no longer, she let go.

With a thunderous crackle, a large bolt of lightning flashed towards them, exploding lights and other electrical objects as smaller bolts split from it.