You're a soul eater. That's fine with me as long as I'm not on the menu. Forge crouched and took out a pouch of green dust beginning to chant in a gradually louder voice drawing on his shamanic powers to draw the souls of the remaining Skrulls in the reactor room from their bodies forming them into a vine of green grapes and handing them to Zarda.
We're the only people keeping this thing airborne so I can help compliment your abilities. Maybe these will help.