The Great Tournament of... Bulls?! [Naomi]

Looking at Sam’s reaction, for a moment enchanted by the simplicity of the interaction between people, Naomi would tenderly place her hand down onto his face, shifting it as she cleaned the dust away with a tender motion before her index finger was pressed against his lips, watching him slowly quiet down as she would feel the shivers of the wind pass through her clothes as she gazed around at the bulls that were visible, her breathing slowing down as she was regaining her calm, that initial shock and surprise becoming something that she had done in the past as she spoke in a tender tone.

“Y’know, I have seen more than just your underwear Sam. You should probably bring spares.” Thinking to herself briefly, before nodding. “I’ll make you some when we’re done here” She said

As her hand moved towards her top, stretching the fabric and tearing it slightly to tuck him into the front, while she couldn’t help but laugh at the frankly absurd situation that was happening to them, it reminded her of her mother. In… Some strange way, as she would gaze down towards him, tempted to tease him a little bit by giving out a complaint and kiss him on his little forehead. Only to be interrupted by another bull slamming into the side of the vehicle, letting out a sigh of exhaustion. Was one day of relaxation too much to ask for!?

Stepping down onto the ground as the sea of bulls would crash forwards, attempting to derail this entire moment for her and this small man of passion towards his goals.
There was not much more that she could do to fix this situation except for the hardest as Naomi would raise her leg within a single smooth movement as she grasped one of her custom Skull Capsules that she had invented and reworked upon her arrival to Earth.
Naomi drove the back of her heel into the skull of the bull leading the charge, slamming it into the ground and leaving a shockwave passing outwards as her entire body felt the impact travel upwards as her jacket was almost blown clean away.

Grasping it with a spare hand as she would tuck it away under her arm for a moment before swapping her vehicle with the jacket in the capsule. Looking confused upon the realisation that she could now see her breath... The temperature was lowering dramatically... On a damn near tropical island of all things!
Her gaze fixated on the hooded figure that was standing all the way at the top of the building in the distance. watching the sky turn from a burst of vibrant sunshine into one that was coated in clouds and darkness, her legs tensing up as she jumped up with her vehicle in it's gauntlet configuration, Sam still kept snug in his soft imprisonment.

Snow and frost cut past her cheeks, seeing the small droplets of snow turn into an intense hail as she would swing her body forwards, one hand placed onto the boy to keep him protected wherever he could be hiding, and the other hand flipping the switch to convert the giant scrap metal gauntlet into her signature motorcycle, engines revving powerfully as she would feel her thighs clench down onto the side of her vehicle before locking herself in, aligning once again with the beast that was standing in the far distance as she would let out a bouldering roar to let the world show that this battle was just starting. Apparently this was some form of ancient Heran tradition, according to her mother. Which had only become a habit following her most recent transformation.The roaring engines billowing out pillars of flame and exhaust following her shout.

Crunching metal, powerful engines and the devastating blasting sounds of snow that was turning into a chaotic beast of energy within the world itself, there was nobody to stop these two as she shot upwards to the sky to try and stop whatever was happening to be able to get back onto her journey before a single palm was raised towards her.

Watching the palm that was raised upwards, she saw that it was coated in a slight amount of muscle. Spotting the flash with her developing body functions, her sight having gone from damaged by the computer screens that she used to spend her time at, typing away with those she loved into being used in battle to pick up small details.
She had not a single complaint about not having to wear those awkward glasses as often anymore, a slight blush forming as she remembered why she kept them, to say the least before then kicking the vehicle she had summoned away before calling it back into a capsule as fast as she could.

A single pillar of ice had destroyed the back end of her vehicle, it took a single second before she had even realized what happened, before sliding down the pillar that had appeared as multiple blades of ice would eject themselves from the pillar itself.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK!” She cried, trying to somehow “seem” heavier in order to slide down faster.

Realising that this was stupid, she instead focused on preparing her body by crossing her arms. Wanting to mitigate the damage as much as possible, as she felt them slice into the thick flesh of her body, cutting into her stomach, chest, thighs, one even slicing past her cheek as she kept her arms close to her heart and head to protect herself and the boy that she was trying to proclaim to be part of her group before ripping one of the blades out of her left bicep, feeling the fibers slowly tie back together as she would spin her body around, kicking herself back to the pillar.

That pillar of ice that she had manifested as Naomi started to run along with it, leaving deep footprints of somebody who had been made angry beyond belief as another pillar was summoned to collide with the first, followed by tens, possibly hundreds more as the entire block of this city was being frozen over by the pillars...

“Come on Naomi, figure it out… There’s gotta be a reason why she’s preserving the city instead of destroying it…” She growled, thinking hard.

Trying her best to figure out the reason for not damaging the buildings at random was, almost as if she was starting to feel like there was hidden reasoning why there was nobody trying to stop what was happening, she had a harsh, bad feeling bubble up in her heart before rushing upwards along the ice pillar.
Raising her fist in an attempt to knock her straight out of the building and into the sky to make her unable to manifest these items as easily before then realising that she had made one error.
Coming to a stop as she realised that she was standing before the others that were left inside…

“FUCK A GERIATRIC SPACE DUCK” She yelled, noticing the cruel twist that had been unveiled before her...

Kicking away a small remote before even fully realising what it was, watching the children with bombs tied to their bodies and trying to pry it open to modify it as fast as she could. with the other figure with the power of ice attempting to get it back with a swift series of blows to her back, Naomi’s body working hard in a adrenaline fuelled rush of regeneration.

“WOULD YOU PISS OFF LADY, I’M BUSY” She roared, Naomi soon defusing the heartbeat monitor for the bombs, disarming them with a sigh.

Somebody forced them to fight... Somebody forced the two to fight and then use these children with bombs strapped to them as a trap to blow them all sky high...!