Chris thanked her speedy abilities many, many, many times of the course of a few seconds as her body snapped into autopilot dragging her in a shock induced daze around the area. Multiple times she ran into her allies only to be roughly shoved away before a cloud of bullet came raining down on where she had just been standing, a few rude words chasing after her as she sped away. The voice of someone, she thought it might’ve been the owl person, shouting out orders to everyone pushed her mind back into action. She had to get her actions under control. She bounced off of someone sending them into someone else’s fists with a crunch. At the current moment in time she was running purely off instinct leaving her actions dangerously sloppy. With her hands on the ground Chris brought herself into a skidding stop before taking off again as fire fell down onto the concrete, the heat of which chased happily behind her. So far she had been extremely lucky but she was causing more trouble for her allies than she was actually helping them. A wall of water snapped her head back and her feet flew into the sky bring her crashing down, head first, onto the cracked road. Thankfully her helmet protected her from the impact leaving her only to deal with the slight headache and streams of water still forcing their way down her throat. With ugly coughs and splutters Chris was able to dredge up the water from her lungs, just in time for another stream to crash into her and scraping over the road. Twisting and turning over again and again Chris finally managed to grip the road with the pads of her gloves and toes of her shoes, holding her steady against the waters constant cold barrage. The barrage quickly let up as the water slinger paused for a moment to bring another round of water into being, but of course by then Chris had already talked the poor person to ground before curling up and promptly rolling over their face. Rolling Girl continued to spin away knocking the legs of many, she hoped most of them were foes, out from under them.