Boot jets flare as Jane carries them through the hotel, smashing through floors and glass fixtures. They leave debris and holes in their wake, and glass shards pelt Jane along the back from Morinth's own biotic sphere.
Acceleration ceases momentarily. Jane lets Morinth smash into the ceiling of the hotel room, gathering gold along her fist before punching the asari in the stomach and sending her through the far wall.
On the room's bed, underneath the framed picture of the naked krogan, a turian raises his cup. "Still not what I ordered, but it's got my attention."
Jane mutters a swear and flies through the hole, fists first and into a wall of crackling blue force before she's hit in the face by a flying bed. Grunting, she headbutts it and smashes it in two, carrying herself through the debris. Stepping through the cloud of broken bed frame, she leaps. Rockets on her elbow flare and she carries herself fist first into Morinth's shield.
The resulting blast clears the room. Walls and ceiling disintegrate, tossed into the air from the shockwave and revealing the open Illium sky. "Just fucking die," Morinth growls. She reaches through the shield, grabbing Jane by the throat, and swings her over her head to slam her face first into the floor.
A pulse of blue sends Jane flying across the room, dragging a trench in the floor where her head was planted. The asari roars. Anything not bolted down lifts off the ground. Windows shatter into sand. The air crackles with electricity as she gathers a bolt of pure force between her hands.
And then her hand explodes. The echo of the gunshot follows the eruption of blood and flesh as she screams, the bolt disappearing, the debris crashing to the ground.
She turns to the open window, just as the figure crosses the distance between the two towers, and a blue armored turian slams his fist into Morinth's face.