She is furious

When Amora falls asleep, loses consciousness or disables her powers a different way, her illusions dissipate. As such, every morning, she wakes up in a human room. Amora hates it, so she immediately snaps her fingers making her room look like Asgardian architecture again. She then stretches her arms and groans. She had such a lovely dream last night. She was the mistress of Asgard and Sif was her personal ****.
Amora opens her eyes and gets out of bed. As she walks over to her clothes she glances at the diamond walls and catches a reflection of herself. What she sees makes her freeze. Her eyes widen in shock. Then she slowly turns her head downwards and looks at her swollen belly.
“What the hel?” Amora asks aloud, afraid to touch her own belly. She hopes it is an illusion or something, like she has done to the room. She is almost fearful to put her hands on it lest it is proven to not be an illusion at all but real.
“What … How …?” Amora ponders. Then it realizes one of the bugs from last night might have gotten her and her shock slowly turns into anger.

Amora dispels the illusion in her room to make it look like human architecture again. She feels like destroying something so might as well look human. She walks away from her clothes, towards the door and kicks it open, causing it to fly off the hinges.
“REGAN!!!” Amora yells. “WHERE ARE YOU!!?”
While Amora is on her way to Regan’s living quarters she starts hearing Madelyne’s voice in her head.
“Stop it, Amora. Regan too has been attacked by the bugs. I’ve seen it in her mind.”
“Bullshit!” Amora yells. “Regan brought them in here! We should have destroyed her spawn the moment she pushed them out of her cunt!”

When eventually she turned the corner to Regan’s private room Madelyne was already there. She was dressed in only a bedsheet. Apparently she cared about her nudity. Unlike Amora who is too furious to give a damn.
“I will not permit infighting, Amora.” Madelyne says. “If you want to beat someone up, go take it to the avengers or the X-men.”
“Do I look like I give a damn?! Look at me!!!” Amora says angry while pointing at her belly. “If it wasn’t for Regan I would now not be bloated with her disgusting offspring!”
Amora starts angrily walking towards Madelyne. She aggressively shows her teeth letting dear Madelyne know she is ready to kill that bitch Regan.
Madelyne extends her left hand towards the enchantress and suddenly Amora can’t move any more. The Asgardian woman stands in the middle of the hall like a statue.
“What … the FUCK …!” Amora thinks, realizing Madelyne is using her powers on her.
Then she suddenly regains control of her body. Amore stumbles a bit, but can prevent herself from falling.
She looks around, confused why she’s in the hall instead of her room. Or what she’s doing here. Was she having a conversation with Madelyne? And why is she naked? Then she sees Psylocke and Mary who are standing behind Madelyne, both with swollen bellies like herself.
Whatever the topic she and Madelyne were discussing, she doesn’t want Madelyne to find out she wasn’t paying attention. Amora redirects the topic to the two women behind their redhaired leader by saying, “So those filthy bugs got you too?”