As the golem struggled to stay upright, Kamala carefully but hurriedly made her way to Cliff. He seemed alright, but she wanted to make sure, and leaned by his side.

"Did you get hurt?" she asked, the golem temporarily forgotten. Because... Kamala didn't help others to beat the bad guy. Sure, it felt good and was important, but she did it just for the sake of helping. That was what really made her feel happy. Seeing that someone was okay.