Chris nods, focused on the mission now, taking up a position by the door as the Ivy trundles in. She holds up her hand, and counting down in her head, curls a finger to signify the countdown. When her last finger curls the reaction is immediate, swinging around and charging into the house.

She aim for the nearest tendril of the kraken, to strike it and start freezing the limb into uselessness if at all possible. She doesn't need to disable all of them, just enough to give them enough room to maneuver more easily in the cramped conditions of the house.