Usually it was pretty instantaneous, the arrival of her spirit. Usually there was zero delay, only this time there was. Meredith realized it because instead of having a fluid sense of time, where she didn't miss anything, this time she came screaming back into existence with a very clear jump. One second they were one spot, the next somewhere else, and she realized that there had been a handful of seconds, minutes - she didn't know - where she'd simply been gone. Dead.
And she had zero time to worry about it because everything was going to hell. She spotted at least Onslaught and Gemini, and she headed for the center of the room out in the open to be a target and distraction for the enemy, and she lashed out, sending an energy shot toward the first one she saw. Only the hit, while it did land, didn't hit nearly hard enough. It wasn't even close to her usual power level, and she was becoming much more aware of what was happening. Fuck.
She used her ability to speak through speakers and did it through the coms, though her voice wasn't all that well heard, her power level drained on that too. So a tiny, tinny voice came through that said "Get the fuck out of here!" a voice that was easily lost to another hail of bullets. She realized that she wasn't a target, that they were ignoring her, like the were all too aware of the fact that shooting at her would just waste bullets.