"I meant no insult!" Dodge ball of lava. "I don't intend to interfere, you said no!" Dodge house-sized spear of ice. "I'm leaving peacefully, okay, so stop tearing up the tile!"
"You'll respawn at home. No permanent damage. You interrupted an important meeting, you need to learn a lesson about territory, mountain bitch." Dodge- no, fail to dodge a thrown tree, and then another ice ball. The next sphere of magma is what destroyed that form.
She wakes up, stripped of all her tools and enchantments and even clothes, and groans in pain.
The bear is done. She sets it on the table.
"I hope to do similar things all around the world. And I'm definitely going to throw spikes of tungsten or diamond or something at Behemoth next time it shows up."
Back to cleaning up bits of New York. Today was a productive day.
Any task gets boring after a while. She watches the city around her while doing simpler parts of the cleanup. Anything interesting happening?
Well, that depends on what you mean by 'interesting.' If pigeons flying around is interesting, that's happening. People milling about, that's also happening. If your definition of 'interesting' is particularly distinct, that large robot walking through the street and scaring everyone could fit the bill, at a stretch.
At least it's probably really stupid. It's now standing still, because metal does as she says. She flies over.
She peers at the robot. She releases her hold on it with a gesture as she says, "You're causing a panic. And I don't think this thing is street legal."
Someone with a very peculiar costume emerges from a hatch on top of the robot. "It's probably not. What'd you do to it?"
"It's metal. I stopped it. Could've crushed it flat, but that's mean. It should be able to move again now."
"They is a pronoun? ...Guess it is. English." She shakes her head. "She for me since you said that. Are you planning to do anything unpleasant or destructive? I've got nothing against big robots, just stealing and killing and so on."
"No killing. Some stealing. Some scaring people. I'll definitely not hurt anyone who doesn't try to hurt me."
"Better than I thought but not great. Why even steal? You can obviously make stuff. Someone would buy a giant robot... Wait, that annoying approval process."
"Yeah," they agree. "Plus some other complicated stuff. As for the stealing, it's mostly for the attention. The robot, too. I wouldn't really use a giant robot if I wanted to be subtle about it."
She's genuinely curious, it's not a preachy question expecting a response she can use against them.
"How annoying. If you won't stop or explain why, I'll have to stop you. Not that I don't like you, it's just how it is."
"I know. But that's okay. Fighting a new hero also satisfies the mysterious unexplained things. What's your cape name, by the way? And why aren't you calling the rest of your team?"
"I'm Mountain. I don't have a team, I'm just here 'cause they hired me to fix some of what Behemoth broke. But it's not like you can beat me. I punched Leviathan in the face, you know."