OOC: Fine by me. You're still free to control him and the Vahki as you wish. I originally said the squad that responded were Nuurahk, but if you want Bordahk, I guess they must have brought friends.
IC (Hatann and Catapult Scorpion): It took a moment for Hatann to realise just how bad a situation he had placed himself in. He was fighting a toa of water while standing ankle-deep in the stuff. The arena was entirely at her command. What had he been doing with lasers when he should have been finding dry ground? The wave rose up and covered him before he could do a thing about it, and then it froze solid with him trapped inside.
Cold! It was nearly as bad as before when the Toa had almost shattered his stone body, except this time he couldn't move around to ward it off. Every part of his surface was pressed up against ice, and losing heat at an astounding rate. If they left him here for too long, he was going to die of it. Even before that though, he needed to breathe. Lasers flicked out of his eyes again, melting the ice around his face. It dripped away and he was able to take a series of shuddering breaths. Once he had access to air, he didn't dare fire any more lasers to free his body. In his current position, he was more or less at the Toas' mercy, and he didn't want to provoke them further.
Hearing Majah's command, half of the Vahki peeled off from their squad-mates attacking the Catapult scorpion and came to stand by her side, staffs pointed at Hatann, ready to attack. The eight of them did not fire yet, having analysed the situation and determined that Toa to have things under control for the moment. With the prisoner compliant, they waited for further instructions or a change of circumstances.
The Vahki dealing with the catapult scorpion, on the other hand, didn't have such an easy time of it. The Bordakh's staffs of loyalty were trying to enforce a concept that didn't naturally exist in the rahi's mind, and while the Nuurakhs' staffs of command succeeded in slowing it down a little, they had been designed to work on the minds of Matoran, rather than arachnids. The huge animal lashed out at them and swing wildly with its pincers. The vahki were quick and nimble, however, and were normally able to dart around its heavy blows. Two weren't so lucky and were reduced to scrap metal. Before long, though, the vahki had been able to regroup and adopt a better tactic. They stood well back from it and fired volleys of kanoka, then scattered in all directions when the rahi charged at them, only to regroup in another place and fire again. Freeze and weaken disks were slowly taking their toll and the rahi's movements became sluggish. Only hatred was keeping it on its feet now.