That was a very loud warning.

Gelish looked over to where someone was shouting about a breach in the defense. She didn't immediately spot who had shouted, but she did see the orange and black Rahkshi. No one else was going to make it in time. She dropped her disc launcher and ran towards the wall. The launcher would have weighed her down, slowing her down, something she couldn't allow right this moment. She leaped up at the side of the wall, grabbing onto the ramparts and pulling herself up right in front of the vacuum-powered machine serpent, her claw gauntlet held in front of her.

"Get out of my fortress, beast!"

It hissed, as Rahkshi are want to do. She didn't agree with its conclusion, however, and rolled under it's staff as it swiped at her, bringing her claws up into its midsection. Pulling her claws out, she nearly ripped the thing in half. Rahkshi are resilient, however, and it brought its staff up to stab down at her. Twisting to the side, she narrowly avoided being speared. She grabbed the staff and rolled, ripping it out of her foe's hands and throwing it off the wall before rolling back onto her feet behind the Rahkshi. It turned, now growling, which was less normal, and dripping fluids from its severely damaged body.

Now was a good time for Coras, a Toa of Plasma from one of the other teams, to show up and cleave the Rahkshi in half with his broadsword. Why him specifically doing that specifically? Because that's who it was and that's what he did. He then scooped up the remains and tossed them over the edge into the horde below. Coras looked back to Gelish. "Do I have to clean up all your messes?"

Shaking her head, Gelish was about to offer a retort but something caught her eye. She turned to look behind her and saw... the creature she'd caught falling through the sky. It was awake now. That didn't take long. It was also clearly quite wary of her. She quickly waved Coras off. "Cover for me a moment. I need to deal with this." She faced the creature straight on. She held her hands up, showing that she wasn't holding anything now. "I'm not going to hurt you, it's okay. Can you understand me?"

Cranberry was... far far out of her element. This was so weird. She could understand them just fine, but that aside she didn't know what to make of all the big biomechanical people who could probably liquefy her on accident with a head pat. It was pretty obvious they were highly skilled in combat and much stronger than her. This would, at this point at least, be a terrible fight to pick. She slowly nodded. "I understand you."

Well that made a lot of things simpler. Gelish let out a sigh of relief, just as several blasts of plasma energy hit the wall next to them. The heat energy scorched and burned the stone, and her armor, but she managed to shield herself mostly with her gauntlet. When she looked up, however, the other had shielded her face with her arms as well, but to much less success. Cranberry was now covered in dark burns that smoked and smoldered. Gelish gasped in shock. No sentient being she knew of would take damage that severe even from a direct hit. But then, as she could clearly see, this one had no real armor to speak of.

Cranberry was in pain from the sudden deep, blackened and bleeding injuries that covered almost her entire body now. She dropped to her knees, partially from being unable to stand, but also to better keep out of the line of fire. Kneeling down didn't cause much more pain, as her legs had been mostly spared, but everything hurt all the same. Blackish green wisps of smoke coiled off of her, dissipating into the air. What a terrible way to start off life in a new world.

Gelish crouched down to avoid being targeted further. She reached out a hand, but stopped just short. Burns were extremely painful, so she was careful not to actually touch the scorched flesh a mere inch from her fingertips. "Mata Nui... are you okay?"

Was she okay? Cranberry shook her head, trying to clear out some of the fog of pain. She needed to answer. As painful as this was, it wasn't permanent. "It... it'll heal..." She managed to gasp out what she could, but she new it wouldn't last forever. She just needed to-

"I see. You're quite the resilient creature, aren't you?"

Surprised at this comment, Cranberry realized she could feel a tingling sensation all over her body. She looked down at her hands to see her skin beginning to mend. Bit by bit, the burns faded and the pain went away. It wasn't supposed to heal that quickly. She turned her hands over, inspecting both sides. She could feel this process happening all over. "How interesting..."

She knew she could have healed from that damage, but it would have taken a lot of time and rest, even as a Magical Girl. But it seemed now that her healing powers had been boosted. That of course made her wonder about her other powers. She was starting to wonder about all that warping about now too. Was that... her power? Time to find out. Instead of jumping up onto the battlements, which would have been easy enough for her, she simply imagined that she was standing up there. Sure enough, an instant later, she was standing atop the battlements, looking down over the battlefield before her. Hundreds of creatures just like the one before were swarming around the walls of the fortress, firing who-knows-what at the defenders. Now it was time to test her other power.

She started with simple theatrics, as one must do when performing a large attack. Bending one knee and crossing one leg across the other, she brought her hand up to her face in something approximating her signature pose, though she reached out with her other hand, pointing towards the center of the army below her. She didn't have a word for the attack. She just visualized it. A burst of sound so tremendous it would send them all flying. So immense it would disintegrate all those at the center of the blast.

It hit like an instant hurricane coming to life in the middle of the mass of Rahkshi. Dozens of them were turned to dust and blown away, and hundreds more pummeled and battered and sent tumbling through the air. They landed quite some ways away, peppering the ground and throwing up another dust cloud, though not as impressive as the one at the base of the wall. There were still plenty that hadn't been utterly destroyed by the attack, but they saw the devastation of the single attack and began to retreat.

Cranberry turned back from the battlefield, feeling like she'd more than done her part. She dropped down off the battlements and looked over to a shocked and bewildered Gelish. "I presume you do not have a problem with my actions." She began dusting off her clothes.

Gelish shook her head. "No, it's... thank you."

Cranberry had already turned away, fiddling with her sleeve. It was fine, there was nothing wrong with it. That was the problem. Her clothes, she now realized, had healed with the rest of her. That wasn't how healing worked, last she checked. She thought through the possibilities, why it might be her clothes were repairing with her body. Even if she had the power to do that, it shouldn't have happened accidentally. Even looking back on her accidental teleporting, she had been focusing on the place she teleported to. She hadn't thought about her clothes at all, just the process of healing her body. Which meant either a third party was involved in the mending of her clothes, or she was indeed doing it herself. If the former, there was nothing to do about it right now and it ultimately didn't matter until she found out who and why. If it was her, then that would have to mean that it was part of her.

That didn't make sense, but she couldn't think of anything that made more sense.

She kept it to herself for now. She didn't know how much that might mean to these... others. Perhaps she needed to find out more about them. Cranberry turned to Gelish. "Excuse me. Is it possible you could tell me more about where I am and who, and what, you are?"

The Toa of Water nodded. "Of course, though I'll have to ask you return that kindness. I've never seen anything quite like you, so..." She shrugged, then motioned for Cranberry to follow her. "Better we talk with the other team leaders."

Coras was a tall red and orange-armored Toa wielding a broadsword and a Kanohi Rital, which supposedly helped him make the right decision in any scenario, but Gelish had never seen compelling evidence of this working. He was standing near the door of the room the Toa were using as their command center. His second, Zade, a Toa of Sonics with a bulky set of silver armor over his normal armor, a huge spear strapped to his back, and a mask that allowed him to increase or decrease the amount of friction on any surface. Zade was sitting down, unlike his team leader, because he didn't see why he had to be standing for something he didn't really care to be involved in anyway.

There were a few other Toa present, though they were either less interested or less of a concern. Tali was a Toa of Plant Life, the tallest in the group, and was still holding tight to her plasma cannon and Cordak Blaster like she expected another attack at any moment. Her focus was elsewhere. Grad was the oldest Toa at the fortress, a Toa of Earth, and was paying close attention. He didn't seem like he was eager to cause trouble. Finally, there was Krusk, a rather top heavy-looking Toa of Ice. He was hard to read and had not spoken since the meeting had started.

Cranberry had explained to them as much as she felt comfortable sharing right now, and in return she'd learned their names and their powers. At least, to the extent they decided to share, on an individual level. That was fine for now. She didn't want to press, and possibly irk, the armored titans. They'd also given her a basic outline of what a Toa was. Something that Matoran sometimes turned into. Toa had powers and weapons and were the guardians of the peace, protectors of the Matoran. Made sense, though she had no idea what a Matoran was. She envisioned basically smaller Toa. Like children.

Her story was a lot harder for them to swallow than theirs was for her. Namely because she could see just about all the evidence she needed for their story, and had none to show them in return. It was some kind of refreshing at least that they had more difficulty with the idea that there was an entire race of billions of people who didn't have armor naturally fused to their muscle tissue than they did with her description of Magical Girls. It really didn't sound all that different from how they described Toa, now that she thought about it. So at least there was that.

Now, as for the monsters they were fighting. "They're called Rahkshi." Gelish sighed. "They are servants of the Makuta. There are armies of thousands of them. There aren't nearly that many Toa in the universe, so you can imagine how much difficulty we have dealing with them." The Toa couldn't afford losses fighting an enemy that outnumbered them so badly. "Not to mention the Dark Hunters camped out in the forest."

Dark Hunters? "Who are they?" With an over-the-top name like that, it couldn't be good. Cranberry was internally sighing at the thought of so many enemies. Had she picked the right side of this conflict? Actually... she thought it over for a moment, quickly realizing that she hadn't actually picked a side. She'd just blasted an army that had already attacked her. Granted, no one else was liable to see it that way, so peace with the Makuta now seemed highly unlikely, but siding with the Dark Hunters was not outside the realm of possibility.

"The Dark Hunters are brutes." It was Coras who answered her, his gruff voice conveying the message that he wasn't happy about anything right now. "If one of them finds you, they'll most likely squish first and ask questions never. They might even eat you, if they happen to have a mouth."

That made them sound violent. Cranberry thought, if allying with the Dark Hunters was an unlikely occurrence, then they certainly would fit the bill for her favorite kinds of people. That is, good opponents to fight. She could only imagine, if the Toa gave her such a colorful warning about them, what they were actually like. Larger, for one, than the Toa or Rahkshi, most likely. Aggressive, obviously, from the description. Hopefully intelligent, but no matter if they weren't. She wanted to look into these Dark Hunters, to see how good a fight she could get from them, but there was still the Toa to worry about. It hadn't escaped her that Coras' explanation was meant to ward her off of trying to join them. Truth or not, he didn't want someone with the power she'd demonstrated even thinking about siding with these Dark Hunters.

Gelish interrupted her thoughts. "Regardless, you will need some actual armor if you intend to be anywhere near the Rahkshi or the Dark Hunters. Your healing abilities are quite amazing, but I'm sure they have a limit. And if you ever want to go near civilization, a mask would be in order too. Maybe you like your face, but there's a lot of people who would be freaked out by it."

Cranberry was never one for armor, but the Toa was probably right. She was strong, but she didn't know how much weight she could walk around in all the time. The thought of getting hit in the face with another fire ball was a more compelling argument. Cranberries weren't meant for toasting. "Where do you keep your spare armor?"