[She can't stop crying. The entire scenario is worse than any nightmare Kamala has ever dreamed up. It hurts right down to her very soul. The only comfort is Emilia's embrace and soft reassurances. She wants to be strong and brave like Captain Marvel. She wishes she could look out at the battlefield with that fearless conviction she is only doing what is right.

Undead things are crashing against her shields. All Kamala feels is wrong. She is entitled to self-defense by her faith. It doesn't mean she has to like the results of it.] I'm alright. I just hate this! These people didn't deserve to die and become this!

[She sniffles.] What are we going to do, Emilia? [Her love and faith in Emilia is by far more mature than what she feels towards Carol Danvers. She still thinks of her as someone who knows best like with the Avenger.]