Ellana will know what Morrigan is up to instantly, Merrill too; the air about her shimmers as her body writhes in what would look like purple smoke if it weren't so dark.

What was Morrigan is now a spider, a large one, with eight glittering black eyes alighting on the enemy. Webbing will slow them down, help give them all some sort of buffer on the floor and she-- well she rolls, eight long legs tucked in with an awful clicking and hissing as she does so.

Hopefully avoiding anyone. But you know, these things happen and better it's webbing than something nastier.