Cecil was screaming now.  A wordless, somewhat high pitched scream.  He was on the ground and he wasn't sure why, lying on his right side.  Somewhere in his mind he recognized that a lot was happening right now, but his vision was narrowed only to himself and his immediate feelings.  But his perception was widening, and soon he was trying to look outwards.  When he looked across the battlefield, he saw Yvette also on the ground, with one of the Divers poised to strike with a sword.  

He was still screaming when he pointed the Variable Ammunition Dispenser at the Diver and pulled the trigger.