The hole in reality is located near the edge of a fairly large island which floats improbably in the sky high above the local ocean. It looks like there used to be a very pretty garden here before the monsters got to it.

If there were any people here to begin with, they've long since fled; but shortly after she arrives, a man descends from the sky on enormous grey owl's wings. He glances between the strange flying girl, the rip in the sky, and the monsters trashing the garden. Then his focus settles on the monsters, and they start crumbling into dust one by one.

Quite helpful. Good when the locals can take care of themselves.

She's definitely hostile to the monsters - while her focus is heavily on closing the rift, anything that gets in punching range is rather thoroughly destroyed. 

She gets the rift closed after a minute, then switches to full-on fighting. "Thanks for the assist!" she yells at the owl-winged man as she rips one long, many-winged monster in two. The pieces crumble. "The big, unstable looking ones are more likely to bud, we really don't want those escaping." She grabs one of the more massive, shark-like creatures as it darts by her, pivots, uses it like a bat to take out over a dozen of its fellows in a single swing, then tosses it in the air and punches it hard enough it collapses in on itself.

"Good to know!"

When they're down to only a handful of monsters still visible, he folds his wings and stands still for a few seconds, almost as though listening. Then a portal opens in front of him, and he reaches through, drags out a monster, and tosses it in her direction. He closes the portal, then repeats this sequence a few more times.

They get punched, usually. Sometimes she mixes it up a bit, hits one monster with another, or kicks one in the head. (The remaining monsters are very determinedly fleeing the two, so she's also moving around, and she's fast when she's in pursuit, more than once slamming straight through her target.)

"Neat trick. That'll make preventing an infestation easier. Any past your range?"

"If there are any left, they're not on this planet. So... what just happened, exactly?"

She comes to float nearer him so she's not shouting.

"The barrier between dimensions sometimes wears thin, or develops holes, or is breached. Usually nothing happens, the rift occurs in outer space and repairs itself, but sometimes things line up so life can cross. In this case... I recognize these things, they're from the Between, and've been a bit of a pain lately. They're pretty much overgrown locusts that can burrow through weak points. I can close rifts, and I'll stick around for a bit to make sure everything on this side's shored up properly, so nothing else slips through."

She shrugs. "Anyways, I'm America Chavez. Paramedic for the multiverse."

"Solekaran. Emperor of this world. Pleased to meet you, I guess. Anything you need while you're here?"

"World emperor, huh? United world's're pretty rare. It's good to meet you, too. I'll be moving around a lot, but - anything that makes people shooting at the flying stranger less likely. Accommodations, maybe, decent food's nice when I can get it, but it's not a need. Also, any laws I should avoid breaking beyond the 'don't murder, don't steal' basics? Wouldn't want to stumble onto sacred ground."

"'Don't murder, don't steal' should just about cover it. I assume you won't make enough money to have to worry about taxes. Nobody is gonna shoot at a flying stranger unless you start bringing down buildings. Don't do that. For accomodations, would a guest house in the palace gardens work? There's those."

"I can avoid bringing down buildings." She's gotten mostly better about not punching people through too many walls. And it's been years since she punched someone through something load-bearing. "Guest house works fine. Thanks."

"No problem," he says cheerfully, and he opens another portal that leads into the living room of a very lovely-looking house.

"Nice place. Fancy," she says, walking through.

"Architecture and interior decoration are two of my favourite hobbies! I'll go tell the palace staff about you."

He closes the portal between them and, presumably, goes to tell the palace staff about her.

The place is indeed both nice and fancy, and surrounded by nice fancy gardens. All the furniture is both elegant and comfortable; the decor tends toward bold colours, soft fabrics, and live plants.

She explores for a bit. 'Bold colors' is definitely her style, as exhibited by the fact that most of her wardrobe's a bright red, white, and blue (it started as a just-a-costume thing riffing off her name, then she decided she liked being contrary towards jerks who insist she shouldn't be wearing their flag's colors, then she realized the colors look hella good on her, so). Gardens aren't much her thing, but she's fine parking herself in one, putting her earbuds in, turning on music, and sitting there doing something adjacent to meditation as she mentally explores the universe's fabric.

As universes go, this one's pretty quiet. The recent incursion is the only kind of dimensional disturbance it's had in a long time, possibly ever.

Somebody comes by after a few hours to check on her, but if she looks like she doesn't want to be disturbed, they might just go away again without interrupting.

She shores the fabric up in a few places, but is very definitely interruptible by the time a few hours have passed. She looks up as soon as they're close, stretches, and says, "Hey."