She winced as she found out that the gel-like head that her broom struck was trying to defend the eye... right up until her broom felt a slight prod. She backed up on the table as she tried to get some distance between herself and the giant claw-hand raised up... but thankfully it seemed Masato was able to distract the thing. Before she could relax though, she felt something go around her waist to pull her off the table. She looked over to see her own father. Once placed on the floor, she tried to (gently) pull his arm off of her so that she could stay in the fight. This was her shop as well as her father's, if she must remind everyone involved.<br/><br/>It seemed simply striking the monster until it died would be the only remaining option for her. She went off to a wide of the gel-beast and prepared another stab of her broom.