Team Kenzi!
The 'bracelets' Natasha wore were more like gauntlets; they were strapped securely to her arms and housed many useful parts - even a cable line she could use for swinging and rooftop gliding, which was helpful considering the safezones she'd set up here in Marrowood; they weren't in easy-to-get-to locations. Thus, she was confident she had something on her that would help deal with this little demon infestation - in addition to the electrostatic charge and the tear gas she also had a specially-designed knock-out drug (in a puff of purple smoke) or two and a few grenades.
"They seem to be not willing to come out of the water for now," she said, icy blues shifting to note where the ripples in the lake were, assessing the beasts lying in wait. "We'll see if we can get to the rift without drawing them out - but if they decide to, Ruby and I are flanking you."