The third pilot seemed to have opened frequencies to taunt Edoric, right before he started his attack. The message went from a thick, 'joisey', "Y'ready to die you fuckin punk- OHH GOD MY ARRRRRRMS!", as it flailed its' stumps behind Edoric in pain when he cut its' arms off, forgetting it had missile launchers. Suddenly, to his side, Edoric hears multiple KRAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAAKAK, coming from multiple sources.

Another comms message, "Hey, who the hell are you?", a smoother, calmer, yet slightly solemn tongue. It continues, "I don't think I was getting support. What's this gonna be, a 4-versus-3-versus-one?". After he says so, an explosion is heard, and a "GAAAAAAAAAAAH!" from Wesson 2 over Wesson 3's comms. The other voice from before, "Scratch that, 4vs2vs1.". 

Everyone would see a fairly armored hover-leg type, with two small, automatic shotguns, with drum-magazines. As the battle raged on, the defenses of the Refinery came to their senses and begin firing wildly at anything that looked dangerous, their outdated and already damaged systems getting mildly confused. Raymond introduced himself, "Well, new ones, I'm Raymond. These guys are assholes, huh?", "Four versus one with defenses support..sounds fair, dudn't? Hahahah! Yeah, right!".