[She does keep herself from heading smack into it as it forms, but she releases Zelgadis' hand and in the same motion brings her fist up against the field with full force, before leaning forward on it slightly. It doesn't so much as crack, predictably, though it's good her gauntlets were on; that much would have actually hurt her otherwise]
Bastard... This is not proper--
[Her raised hand tightens further still and she cuts her muttering off, not looking back at her Master yet. This is practically why she hurried so--]