Drifter's ability to interrupt what all her senses revealed and they reveal a staggering imbalance in force strength. So balancing the weight was primary and she had little time to exhibit precision preferring instead to expedite her offensive blow before they figured out the safety in numbers rule
"Never stand too closely in ranks."
Jess slung almost half of the small chunks of iron and steel at the concentrations in the Ops force striking several who managed to be able to soak or heal from the blows but dropping almost as many as well and causing even those who didn't get hit to seek cover.
The remaining debris heeded her command to form a whirling halo circling her with a buzzing sound as Jessica moved in a tight circle around Pixie and the huge meta that she was fighting.
Then as Erin finished of the tough guy and asked
"How's that for knowing my trade?" as Jess sent three kilos of steel crashing into the path of an opposition flyer causing her to tumble like a shot goose out of the sky.
"Nice physical effort" says Jess as she slips behind Erin grabbing her both physically and magnetically.
Seconds later they are both a highly mobile battle asset about 200 meters up and moving at 75 kph in a random pattern.
~Okay I'm going to assume that jf we are in close physical contact then you are receiving my intended communication.
I need Intel on who is in command so I can target them
Please confirm~
Another flyer who can fire concussive force from an angry red knot perched like third eye in his forehead began a attack run diving on them sloppily. His attack was poorly executed showing he'd had little training in air combat depending instead on raw talent; she knew she had him.
He was an amateur challenging a girl who'd received intensive training taught by the best pilots of the United Kingdom's air services.
Even before she began Jess had mapped out five potential tactical plans that minimized the energy needed and compressed the time of engagement so that she took out her target in post haste.