Her ears seem to flatten down in suspicion, eyes still darting around, and eventually even looking at the stairs that lead up and away from this place. To where? More trouble? The other people at the beach seem tired and exhausted. If anything attacks them they will be done for.

She takes a step back and raises her hand to her chest, focusing to try and summon her feather-like knives. When none appear, she curses in a strange language.

"My powers are gone." She's done for here. No powers, no Rakan, nothing.