Morrigan stirred in her unconsciousness. She opened her eyes, drowsy. "What the..." She stood up griggily, then looked over to the Elites. "Feh." She raised her hand and a large, orange-ish ball of energy raced towards them, vaporizing some of them instantly. She then pushed her hand upwards, and impaled an Elite on purple spikes. Finally, a barrage of missiles hit the survivors, blowing them to bits. She turned back to the group. "Sorry about that," she said in a sultrier tone than usual. "I was a bit off of my game. Anyways, shall we?"
She walked towards the front of the ship. "The way I see it, we need to hack the control panel and call off the barrage, then steer it away. I know, I'm not sure how I thought that up either. Perhaps Six could do it?" she asked. She put an arm around his shoulders in a friendly manner. "I'm sure a man like you could eaily take care of it."