"I can not say for sure," Liara said to Mizelia.
"We seem to be experiencing the same level of gravity as equivalent to what we simulate on our ships, though there do appear to be moments of feeling lighter. I have been manipulating mass effect fields in order to keep us at a proper level."
Mizelia would be able to sense the Force in tremendous amounts, as well as the acute feeling that this planet was a place of great tragedy and a strong source for the dark side of the Force.
"What the hell are you going on about, Quill?" Elliot snapped, turning on Peter.
"This is not a 'journey.' It is not a 'quest.' It is a series of blunders by incompetent fools. I do not believe we have helped anyone, considering all we have done is drag ourselves and others across reality. And frankly, that woman and her virtual world can burn for all I care. Her work was too corrupted for it to even be useful to anyone. They all can burn. We have been spared their nonsense."
"Hey, you," Shepard said, looking at Elliot.
"Show some respect. We could have fallen comrades."
Elliot peered at Shepard, before taking a few angry steps toward her.
"Do not tell me how to feel," he said.
"And those were hardly what I would call comrades. Maybe you should show me some respect before I have to break you."
Shepard stared back evenly.
"Not if I break you first."
The stand-off was interrupted by an approaching figure. Amidst the storms and debris, something could finally be seen in the distance. However, as it soon became clear, the figure was hardly alone. Red beams of light seemed to emit from the figures, though it soon became clear they all held similar weaponry to Darth Vader.
A man stood at the head of them, looking to be the commander of these forces. He pointed at Shepard and the others.
"Remove them from this place," he said.