Ice, speed, plants. She repeated them round in her head as she watched the madness unfold, trying to keep her eyes on everyone who was going to need help before charging in for an attack herself; she was sure there would be plenty of time left for that later. But then they stopped and she followed their gaze to the new intruder, Anthony, or not as the case seemed to be. She listened as he explained, still holding the staff but there was no more toying with it now. At Connors objections she turned and frowned in confusion at him, if there was an intruder why would you not attack?