Thanks, but we've met before. And my judgement is that when the spooky magic carpet says I need to kill someone, I'm not going to wait until innocents start dying. Not this time.

[She draws a pentagram in the air quickly, muttering something under her breath! A pillar of flame erupts from the ground, and it soon clears-revealing a heroic, 18 meter red super robot, staring Shu down. Or up, as the case may be.]

I get you wanting to protect the kid, really I do, but...I'm not going to let you stop this.