Dimitri pushed forward alongside the soldiers who had returned with his weapons, a snarl tearing itself free of his throat as he fired at the machines. The young private's death would not go unaccounted for, it may not have been the time to mourn, but it was more than a good enough time to seek vengeance. He was unaware of the fact that Dr.Tabith had been on the other side of the choir with her own forces to greet them with a barrage of artillery, however he began to notice the results soon enough as the machine's attempt to flee was halted. Stranger still, it appeared as though several Angels began to turn on their own, the crystals that powered them glowed a different hue from the others. Dimitri ignored them for now, chalking it off as a malfunction, one that for the time being was beneficial to him and the humans. When the time came, he planned to put them down like all the others.