She and Mr. Valentine had been helping out with secuirty. When the corner of the sky lights up, so do Gwenny's hands. Obviously, a disruption at a high-tension diplomatic event is never good, and they had to get immediately on teh ball. The sky tears open oddly and through the not-quite-portal comes.. .a storm? Well, that's not a major problem but... giant robots?
Bright side, Gwenny. Always a bright side. At least some of them were clearly taking some heavy storm damage as they shove their way through the misshapen tear in the sky.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," she pipes up, loud and clear. "Stay calm, stay focused. We have only one threat here, and it's not from any of us. We have a giant robot problem. We have plenty of people here who can fight it. Stay focused."
And speaking of focus, as she speaks, Gwenny clasps her glowing hands, getting hotter and hotter, and steeples two fingers together in a trigger-shape.
When she aims and lets loose, it's with some of what would normally already be her more searingly hot light, but with the beam drawn extra-tight. Like sunlight through a lens, burning a leaf through a lens. Some would say ants, but that was just mean.
So some of the foremost of the sentinels get laser headshots.
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