She yawned as she walked towards Gun, the desperado waiting at the cliff face. Her arms raised above her head and popped the joints once more, as her lips parted slowly. A soft groan left her as she settled her arms back down, just as her eyes opened once again, she notided that Gun was aiming a gun towards her. Now, they didn't look Pundambayan. So she wasn't particularly intimidated by the scope of the weapon. Mostly due to other races not living on as high of gravity worlds, their weapons didn't have to overcome that enormous drawback, hence the difference in pushing power. But, a gun is a gun, and moving out of the way was smart enough. 

But she always has been a bit foolhardy. 

As his gun fired, Bita's body became washed in a golden light that rapidly turned blue-black and thick as tar. It swirled around her faster than a human could even try to witness, and it formed small rings that hovered over parts of her body. From the ring that formed above her forehead, a massive pillar of black erupted and matched the force of Gun's rifle shot. An eruption of energy blasted outwards in all directions upon a flat plane from the point of impact, as the combined matched force of energy was dissipated outwards. After the eruption cleared, Bita had ascended nearly entirely to the point of impact. Not even bothering to slow her pace as she marched through the sky towards Gun. 

If Gun peered over the edge, he would see her eyes entirely mired in disconnection from the situation at hand. Though her eyes told a story of boredom, she continued her advance. Even bothering to speak to him in various Earthly languages. Asking the same question every time. 

"Reo?" Maori.
"Jazyk?" Czech.
"Yǔyán?" Chinese.
"Lugha?" Swahili.
"Language?" English.

There was a short pause between each one, as she continued to ask him the language that he spoke.