The sound of a body impacting another pulled Kijani from her reading. She watched, with more annoyance than curiosity, as a flash of light send Flood flying from his seat. The light consolidated into that blonde girl from before. Kijani felt an unbidden shiver run through her body. Something in her voice, in her stance, was very... off. Despite enjoying a good taunt as much as the next mouthy smartass, there was just something different, in the pitch of the blonde's voice. The briefest thought passed her mind that perhaps Anthony should watch his back... which was immediately followed by the odd, comforting realization that Anthony was indeed watching his back, front, and every other angle besides that. She returned to her book, but not after scooting closer to her jian.