[center][h1][color=7adc6f]Kestrel[/color][/h1][/center]

With her barriers now gone and after seemingly receiving some help from the talisman-throwing stranger with protecting others, Kestrel tried her best to take quick stock of the room. The pillar behind which she previously hid was fracturing, that much was clear. But it would last for a little while at least. She was ready to conjure something to slow or break its fall if and when it was necessary.

She never did  receive a response to her callout, not a verbal one, but with all the other mysterious arrivals in the room now fully engaged in fighting Thundercloud and his goons she was fairly certain that they were all there for the same reason. Even the truck making its way alarmingly fast towards the walking, talking storm. It seemed, at first glance, that they had the advantage. Thundercloud was strong, and he was clearly holding back, but the odds were against him especially as his armed militia fell or became enthralled by dad jokes.

Then in a flash it seemed as though they were all back where they started. The thralls fell, zapped by their own boss. The hulking man from the elevator was in the sights of several rifles and the truck was no barreling towards Thundercloud. She had intended to approach the girl with the deadly humor or try and catch up with the girl that seemed to disappear from place to place to try and organise better but she had only enough time to formulate the thought before Thundercloud began lashing the lobby with more electricity.

Wider arcs this time. If she put up barriers all she would be doing is splitting the electricity briefly before it rejoined itself on the other side. She considered throwing something at Thundercloud, an energy tennis ball perhaps? She feared it might dissipate before it hit him but she didn't have to worry about it long. 

"[color=9e0b0f]I need to consult with my sensei. Can you protect me?[/color]" The ski-masked stranger had landed next to her and without giving her time to respond he began to chant. The barriers he had put up for others helped but she suspected (and hoped she was wrong) that the different nature of this attack would make them only partially effective. Still, he had asked for help and she wasn't about to fail.

Kestrel had to think. Fast. Thundercloud's electricity obviously didn't function like normal electricity, but shared enough properties to be just as deadly. The visible lashes of yellow lightning that permeated the room looked almost as though they were flowing. Could she make a wavebreaker? Applying fluid dynamics to electricity seemed absurd yet not much more than the events unfolding around her. On the other hand, she wasn't sure how the energy that made up the objects she conjured interacted with electricity. She couldn't tell in the earlier chaos if her barriers were destroyed or if they simply dissipated upon contact with Thundercloud's attacks. The wavebreaker seemed like an idea for another time, Kestrel had something else in mind.

She conjured two lightning rods. Or rather, two glorified spears composed entirely of energy she couldn't fully understand and she was about to try and use them as something resembling lightning rods, if lightning rods were made with superpowered physics in mind. What could go wrong?

By the time Robin had uttered "[color=9e0b0f]Pyu, pyu! Hakishujo![/color]", one rod was jammed firmly into the floor beneath Kestrel. After which she braced for the impact of Thundercloud's attack before attempting to throw the other through the now 'open' windows...