She gasps, feeling the blazing heat as the attacks collide. Looking up, she sees the five hooded figures through narrowed eyes.

"Fine," she assures him, rising to her feet to stand beside him. When the figures attack, she pulls the water from her water sack, using it as a whip to lash out at the assailants with one hand, her other hand calling the water from the nearby waterfall as a wave, hoping to use the muddied water to impede their vision.