From her slightly-contorted, crouched position beside Kane, Ludmilla grinned.  Though her mask disguised her devilish smile, the narrowing of her eyes in glee, and the flickering of her abnormal left, gave it away.  After all, her field of hyper-viscous air seemed to stop the bullets and petals in their tracks.  Some got around the edges or over the top, of course, but none hit her or her allies, which constituted a success in her book.  Another cause for celebration was the arrival of another ally in the form of Mana, who demonstrated a new angle of attack that could circumvent Ludmilla's barrier to get at the pro hero.  To be facing off against a big name so soon send shivers of anticipation down the Russian's back, though she knew better than to try something foolhardy for the sake of a little satisfaction.  

She refocused her attention on another figure, commanding and burly with a jawline that belonged on a bulldozer, now approaching her flash zone at ramming speed.  Ludmilla smirked.  [i]He looks like a tough customer, but he ain't getting through the front door.  Bigger you are, the more surface area for the air to push against.  It'd be like trying to waltz through a four-foot tank of peanut butter...no, molasses![/i]

Then the pro pushed right through it, making Ludmilla's jaw drop.  [i][color=FF5800]”What the hell!?”[/color][/i]  After a brief moment of stunned silence she stumbled backward, falling onto her side as she turned to dodge.  As much as she fancied her combat ability, it did not strike her as worthwhile to see if she could avoid taking a hit from this meathead.  Panicked, she scrambled to get up, but as luck would have it the brute went for Kane itself.  [i]Probably doesn't even see me as a threat,[/i] she realized as she regained her feet in one fluid motion, managing to make her pratfall look sort of like an evasive roll.  [i]Which is great since if he can nullify my quirk, I'm really not.  'Course, the field had to be thin to be wide enough to block all the projectiles...[/i]  Even if a thicker field just for him might work, it wasn't worth the risk when a much stockier ally was rearing for a slobberknocker.  Her attention would be better served elsewhere.

Such an opportunity presented itself when, after turning to see if Mana's vine attack succeeded, Ludmilla instead saw a little girl in archaic armor cut the plants up with a couple of katanas.  [i]Huh.  I'm more surprised she has the upper body strength for that.  Or is it that plant bitch's vines are weak?Wha's the obsession with those objectively crappy swords, anyway?[/i]  One taunt and one introduction later -she presumed-, it looked like the sidekick was spoiling for a fight.  Ludmilla's eyes slid-half shut in nonchalance as she skirted around Kane's punchout to stand on the same side as Mana.  She couldn't understand what Swift Blade said, of course, but judging by her tone the kid was talking pretty big for someone standing on the other side of a stasis field.  Leaning forward, Ludmilla beckoned with both hands as she called, [color=FF5800]”Вы хотите, да? Приезжают сюда и получить нас тогда, маленькая сука!”[/color]