The Fallen have arrived. And in one second... everything is chaotic. It brings a smile to Harley's face.

She cracks her neck. And bounces forward... cartwheeling forward. She flips and lands in the midst of a group of shanks, and swings her bat to hit as many of them as she can. Harley continues her 'charge' towards the enemy in the same fashion. A twirl here... hitting shanks with her bat. A cartwheel there... hitting a group of two-handed dregs. A flip up and over one of the four-armed vandals, bringing out her fire sword to bring down two at the same time.

Harley is alert to the others on her team. She can see Furiosa aiming her snowmobile though a thin space in the ranks. And she bolts forward to spring off the top of the snowmobile, slashing down a few of the closer enemies, as she gives both Kinner and Furiosa a quick little salute.

And then her attention is brought to Azwel, and that ice creature that moves towards the man. Harley watches the staring contest between the two... and sees something snap inside of Azwel.

She has spent A LOT of time around the criminally insane. She knows that look in his eyes. And she follows Azwel for a moment, as he cuts through more of the enemy. It is Harley who is facing him down, when he turns towards the convoy to fight more 'enemies'.

"I won't hesitate to attack you, Azwel. Snap out of it!" She yells at him. Ready to defend the convoy from their newest foe -- one of their own.