The intense heat from the banners only bolstered her powers, something she was all too aware of. Kicking outwards in rapid succession, volleys of small fireballs struck two of the militia, and they fell within seconds, their skin scorched beyond recognition. Turning in time to lean back under a rifle butt swing, she aimed a kick that connected with the man's gut, and she slammed her fist down on the back of his head, and he fell to the ground, motionless.

Naomi stopped once the screaming faded, and with a sigh, she crossed her arms, "Too damn quick." She muttered, tapping her foot in annoyance.