Emma, it turned out, wasn't particularly good in a fist fight. But her glittering diamond form made her all but invulnerable, and the simulation scaled difficulty according to skill, so she was managing well enough, even if Shaw refused to stay down. Pounding him bloody was really rather therapeutic, though the others kept interfering. While Koltira watched, Emma failed to dodge a blow from Pierce, though it succeeded in doing nothing more than knocking her back a few paces.

"You were always a tiresome little man." Emma grabbed his wrist, intending to throw him, but instead ripped out his arm...and then looked surprised, since she shouldn't have been strong enough to do that. With a shrug, she clubbed him over the head with his own wayward limb, and he staggered back, the skin on his face peeling back to reveal the metal beneath.

"Well. You're new," she said, looking at Koltira and still holding Pierce's arm, sparking from the shoulder joint where the wires had torn.