Having dealt with the cover of the Cultists in front of her, Deimos turned to the man very close to her currently. Somehow, he had survived, so she squeezed off a full spray rather than the half she had given him last time, in hopes that it would turn him into slightly more dead than he was currently. Everyone else seemed totally into the whole thing, and had she thought, she would have kept an eye on the Legionare, but right now only death mattered.