The principality is overly fond of throwing her shell about. She rights herself yet again, seething.

"Good," she answers savagely. She darts forward, seizes the principality by the back of its neck, and slams its head into corner of the blocky surface she'd originally set her phone upon. The shock of the force sends the object skidding away. She does not pursue it. She will ensure the principality never pursues it again. For attempting to relieve her of it, she smashes the principality's head into the surface again. And again.