Charles saw Alina's attack on the bird and he wasn't sure what she was thinking, he had to make a quick decision on what to do next, he reached down on his belt and felt in the back for a cryo-grenade, but came up empty handed. He cursed under his breath, he must have dropped them at some point and that would have been great for taking that bitch down without to much injury. Quickly he grabbed one of his three concussion grenades and chucked it as hard as he could at the bird, hoping to give Alina enough time to at least get out of the way. He knew the odds of him knocking the bird unconscious with the nad where low as it would have to detonate right in front of the bird. He wasn't to worried though, he knew that it would go off close enough to jar the bird.