
All at once, it seemed to her as though a swarm of seemingly unreal realities was assaulting her senses. A little child stumbled into the same space but there was no cover by way of any tarps or such over where child had fallen and began crying. As another explosion transpired closely overhead this time, she ran towards and attempted to reach for the child in the next beat of the moment. It was then that her weapon appeared in those quick passing seconds. She had registered for an instant the vision of her weapon's appearance as perhaps something magical that is part of what she's heard about the city but persisted to focus on continuing to reach for the child. Apart from her main focus in the blur of happenings though, she did acknowledge that there was the thought of accepting the magic could be whatever it is such as even possibly that her hand would pass right through.
But she transformed. And she felt that she was barely noticing what was happening to her while being caught up in her endeavor. She transformed while going through her motions, right as she made contact with her weapon, and the transformation finished just before she stopped beside and picked up the still crying child.
She jumped into the open and was soon found by the child's mother. And just like that, the mother whisked her child away from her in fear and she took to the cover of nearby shadows. And she waited.