Konan was not one to stand back. She did not have conventional weapons, and did not wish to reveal her powers just yet; they were useful for her work, but moreso if they went unrealized. So she felt in her supply for the colored paper, and formed them into dark grey kunai, pulling them from her pockets. They were indistinguishable from one made of metal, and she preferred it that way.

Her stance moved instantly into a more reactive, fighting posture; she would be best off keeping her distance, as she did not know how much power the beast held, but it was certainly large enough to be worrying.

"There are many strange things here," Konan commented, as if this was only a minor annoyance.