That... that was disturbing... whatever the big tentacled thing was, it had drained the Pokemon who hadn't gotten away, leaving them as nothing but dried out husks... Anno felt like she should have been more scared, but... but... she was a Precure! And they, well, they kind of beat up monsters way bigger than them all the time, right? As one of the tentacles shot towards her, she took a deep breath... and her foot snapped up, sweeping through the air to catch it. The tentacle was struck like it had been hit by a train and sent wildly off-course, smashing into a tree and sending it to the ground, splintering from the site of the tentacle's impact.

The currently-blonde girl could barely believe she had that kind of power... but that's what she got from being a Precure! Confidence born from being a magical girl who could punch out monsters currently surged through her smallish form. There was some new people calling to them, who seemed to have some idea of what was going on. Anno backed towards them, but she wasn't ready to flee just yet. Her mind was rapidly working, not only did she not know these guys but the thing could still attack her... and if it came any closer... well... well... she'd hit it REALLY hard!

It was kind of what Precures tended to do.

Aside from the love beams that made things explode and go back to normal.