Undeterred by the darkness, or the noise of the Cicadas, Krystaal only grinned wider. It gave her an excuse to be more wild. She continued blasting more powerful shots at where she had remembered last seeing MindWarp. As the Cicadas grew louder she didn't give into her confusion; instead she focused. Just because some petty fool placed on her something to remove her sense of sight and distracting her hearing, it didn't take away her typical sensory abilities, feeling. 
It was like being in a dark room, and knowing someone was in there with you, something even the mundane possess. And Krystaal would destroy the goddamn plane and the hangar they were in to finish playing her game. Outside the darkness of her eyes and the deafening roar of the Cicadas chirrups, Krystaal laughed, her gaze darting blindly back and forth until she faced where she remembered the plane sat. She placed both her hand together, charging her blasts for a moment, before shooting it at the plane full of her new 'teammates.'