Strength was in the mind. In the heart. Super powers or not, she was still herself. Morgiana emerged from her daze of self pity and actually started taking in the chaos around her. Armies of pokemon on one side, armies of humans on the other, and they were sandwiched right in the middle. Moving almost as if in a dream, she wandered over until she was next to Pangoro, looking up at him and smiling.

She looked back just in time to meet the pokemon pushing through the shield. As Lucario charged them in mad hatred, Pangoro and Morgiana attacked in unison, the former with a swift jab to the fast, the later with a snapping roundhouse kick to the ribs. Even when not backed by superhuman muscles, Morgiana was not weak.