They don't have a lot of time to come up with another plan, and thanks to that burning sensation M'gann is feeling rushed and hasty as is; once Rinka charges forward, M'gann follows. She can't even float right now, without the risk of getting into some of that poisoned air. It's all very discomforting.

Which just gives her a little more fuel when it comes to psychically punching things. M'gann doesn't give any thought to finesse or method now; just flinging her arms out, and doing her best to wrench control and smash one of those laser turrets into the ground. Her eyes are full on glowing at this point, thanks to the amount of effort she's putting out.

"Rinka, do you think-" and since she's running low on energy, M'gann doesn't bother with words. Instead she sends a mental image of Rinka staying phased out, and running between two of the turrets; without a target between them, they might just blast each other, right?