"Tch, no no no, if you want to burn something..."
The Taroka's custom weapon pods cycle through, eventually long barrels with what appears to be articulated muzzle breaks slide out. A malicious grin spreads across her own muzzle.
"...you do it right."
In one swift movement, the winged mech plunges into the (what I'm assuming is) forest, heavy duty flamethrowers clearly marking out the path behind her. The muzzle breaks clamp shut, splitting the stream of flame in 3 as she zips between the trees, leaving a trail of destruction. In impressively little time, the entire valley is reduced to what most would describe as a scene from armageddon, the only signs of life being the flaming trunks of well dead trees.
The pillar of smoke is clearly visible to anyone for kilometers.
After all that, she perfectly lands where the now indistinguishable clearing was. The Taroka kneels down, and instead of using the motorized handle like a sane person, Y3B decides doing a somersault into hell would be preferable. She takes a minute to stretch, before pulling a railcanon out of apparently thin air.
"Now then, the search for entertainment commences!"