The motion was enough to get her attention immediately. Storm hadn't been expecting anything that even remotely seemed violent on her way home. Bad form on her part really. She was a leader of Special Operations, she should have always been ready for some kind of altercation. At the sound of something moving up in the trees, she tensed, the air around her starting to pick up just a little in her reaction.
The smell of ozone grew as she readied not a wind blast, but a lightning bolt to take on whomever it was that thought they had a chance of attacking her with any degree of success.
The form hit the ground in front of her and without waiting, she unleashed a control burst of lighting, hitting them center mass.