Anemoi stood before the "slain" Frame for a second. Ignoring it as the head rested on "his" shoulder. He then took a step forward, supporting the CVF's back as he set it down, leaning its back up against a wall, almost treating the machine like it was human. Soon after, he pulled the dagger out and straightened himself up, staring at the gap he'd caused as it bled with a mixture of colors, confirming the kill. Then his attention turned towards the left, ready to dash towards that direction for the next attack when the call came in. Forcing Anemoi to glance over his right shoulder before his thrusters started burning.

A couple of things ran through Dee's mind at that point of time. Firstly, he could ignore the threat and proceed with taking out the other patrol in the east -which is left of his position- while advising Svytagor to disengage the incoming pair and find himself something else to fight instead. With the coordinates he'd earlier given, he was thinking of using their artillery support and take out those two. And in the meantime, have Ghost take down the AA Frame unit so both Anemoi and Svytagor could move around without restrictions. Simply put, Dee was planning a simultaneous attack deep in the enemy's compound, accelerating the enemy's disorganization, disintegration and destruction.Crippling the Vultures' time to respond and cope with their overwhelming firepower. 

However, Dee didn't have the three conditions he needed to make the call for a deep and simultaneous attack. He didn't have the ability to see the entire battlefield from where he's at, nor did he have Intel on the targeting assets as well as the point of access into the Titan. He also wasn't sure if their team have the advantage in combat power against the Vultures. Last but not least, he wasn't sure how the members would work with synchronizing their attack since not all of them were familiar with a combined or joint attack as a team.

So Dee have no other choice. "Anemoi, standing by!" he said over the comm and turned his Frame in the direction of his newly acquainted comrade, ready to push the throttle forward. As soon as he heard the mark, he sets off. "Engaging!"

Anemoi emerged from around the corner at high speed in a low stance. He'd flipped the dagger backwards so that the tip would point towards his elbow. As soon as he spotted where Svytagor was at -behind the one with the grenade launcher-, Anemoi knew just which target he should take down. He got into a three hundred and sixty degree turn for momentum, delivering a back handed strike towards the probably staggering Frame's torso. Aiming directly under the arm as the machine stumbled for balance, hoping the blade would bury in its side before his right hand pushed the back of the blade deeper, injecting the electric charge into the cockpit of the SMG wielder just like the one he'd done to earlier. Clearly, he'd executed that move plenty of time so the possibility of it failing was less than unlikely. Still, his own firearm was already in the position to be used should the blade missed its mark. 

Whether they have been compromised or otherwise would be hard to tell until the enemy make their move. It's a risk for engaging a pair of patrolmen since the chances of them communicating with each other was higher than those working alone and thus, any sudden cries of shock or exclamation may be overheard by those listening in on their conversation.