With three of them taunting her, Aero was now slightly shaking with anger. She once again slammed her mechanical hand on the white surface of the Rift. Darkness formed around the impact site, and Shadows came out. It was a grain of sand compared to the army they had fought before, but now they were weaponless.
She slowly backed away as the shades started approaching. Aero's ever-changing eyes were sending a message: You're all words. I don't have time for you. I'll let these Shadows handle you.
(Now I really am a Killjoy person.)