@RoflsMazoy@TheWindelMorgan just about lost it into her whiny 13 year-old self when Corpse Collector said that she wasn't strong enough, but took a deep breath and let it go as she was glad that the fight seemed to have moved off her and onto the giant terrorizing the city. On the exhale, she carefully went through the menus to put away her weapons before turning to face the monster. She could see the various players poking the creature with all their strength, only to no avail as it's health constantly regenerating. It was obvious that whatever added damage she could add would be meaningless without a combined effort into some sort of plan, but she couldn't think of anything in her still flustered state that would be of any use. She even thought that it might have been better to just get out of the way and log off while they deal with it, but she knew she wouldn't get any closer to her goal if she did.
"I don't suppose your gun can fire monsters as big as that to fight to the death with, could it?" she teased, a bit of a laugh in the face of the impossible. Already she was feeling calm and collected, but still out of the question for any real ideas.
She then turned to Rocket Lancer, keeping her disgust to herself.
"Lead the way, hotshot."