Ei’Uba flailed and begged Kai’Memna for assistance. His own smaller crew worked to effect similar repairs but was not as efficient. The damage to the Colocallida was spread over a more significant portion of that ship. It was likely a fruitless endeavor.
When the Colocallida finally broke free, he watched with the mildest of interest as it hurtled to the frozen dark side of Pliga, exploding in a plume of orange and red, reflected by the compacted ice and snow on that massive continent. It was lovely, all that ice and fire.
As for himself, he opened a jump window. He would return to his home base to restore his ship to peak working order.
Then he would be back to teach this terran and her pet kuba a lesson.