She arched a brow at the shotgun, hand on her staff. She didn't need it to focus her power, nor to use it, but it had become habit to carry it with her wherever she went. Any damage to it wouldn't do much to her though, and her reflexes were far from rusty. "Do you really think something as trivial as iron and aluminum with a bit of other metals thrown in can do much to someone like me?"
She couldn't help but ask the question, voice almost amused as she hoped it would come across as a taunt, a dare for him to try it. All the would be heroes seemed to garner a need to attempt and harm her at one point or another. She doubt the magician before her would be any different. Even if he wasn't quite a hero. "Or shall we move onto my gift?"