“Psyker Adrainne, do not use any area of effect abilities that could put us in danger, be wise with your attacks.” 

"Ohhh, I WILL CHOOSE MY ATTACKS WISELY ALRIGHT?! ... "

*BANG**BANG**BANG*
*CRACK-A-BOOM*
*BAM*

"Right... "

For a moment, Adrianne had taken a step forward, extending her hand as she prepared to unleash her own powers. However, that was a course of action she had promptly left on pause as she was left to watch the carnage that was unfolding directly in front of her.

As it would turn out, [i]unarmored and 'mere' normal humans clustered together in a tight mob in a completely open area[/i] were [b]NOT[/b] very resistant to high-powered military grade weapons, bolters and grenades. This was a fact that was made abundantly clear as Adrianne stared forward in front of her and Herold, as the heretics in front of them were torn apart in a sudden flurry of shots coming from the rest of the group. 

What had been a mob had been quickly turned into a pile of bodies, the luxurious paintjob of the Rhino covered in blood and dents!

Adrianne merely watched as some of the cultists tried to fire frantically back, before they got gunned down; the only apparent survivors seeming to be the ones who had bolted it immediately, and were running desperately away!

"I don't think you're needed here... " Adrianne whispered to Herold after she leaned sideways in towards the Arbites, all the while making an offhand finger-pistol gesture towards one of the heretical stragglers, just before his head was suddenly vaporized by an off-camera shot from Andromedai's new rifle!

" ... unless you are going to arrest the dead, that is."