She'd been called to the site specifically by Sage. She wasn't against fighting completely. In fact, she'd basically constructed herself to be an awesome fighting machine, or at least to hold her own in a good fight.
She'd been wiping the floor with a few people, massive arms wrapping around the bodies, constricting. She crushed them. She could feel their bones snap and crack beneath the pressure she placed as those elongated limbs squeezed tighter and tighter until they either died or passed out. She was attacking just about anyone she didn't see as familiar. It was easy when they were all so...uniform. Seriously. The X-suits? It was like putting a bullseye on your back, chest, face. It didn't matter.
And who didn't no the Avengers or the Fantastic Four or any of the other big name heroes who decided to show up. She didn't know the man she was approaching, as the bodies dropped out of her grasp. All she did was swing a hand towards him, arm starting to curve like a noodle preparing to ensnare him.