The chainsaw was a stupid idea in retrospect, but it isn't really all she has with her, just what she has that she was confident enough to intimidate with. It's not really working anymore, since she's folded it up again, and she can't take it out with the Dians in front of her. She jams her hand into her bag, hopping out of the range of pipe swinging, rumaging around until her hand finds a familiar rectangular shape.

It's an effort for her to squeeze between them, but Kanti manages it with a depend amount of shoving. It's rude, and she'll apologize for it later, but right now she's a little busy.

She didn't really see the point of her taser once she had her chainsaw, but old habits die hard and it isn't like it make her purse any heavier than her chainsaw made her pockets. Whether she sees the point or not anymore doesn't matter, because it's what she has in her hand, and it's what she's jabbing towards the Pipe Guy when she sees him pause for a backswing.