"MWOEHAHAHA, yeah, you better run you sorry sods, but I'm coming for ya!"
Miyamoto grinned. He was starting to enjoy this. Where previously he would have recoiled at the thought of so much violence and death at his hands, right now he was reveling in it. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, a little voice was telling him to stop, to tone it down, saying this wasn't the right thing to do. That voice, however, was utterly drowned out by the visceral thrill of combat, the avalanche of adrenaline and other chemicals racing through his veins.
He knew he needed to hold back, to stay in control... But this terrifying strength, this unparalleled speed, the unbridled power of the avatar made this an increasingly difficult effort.
"Bishop, Auron, now's the time to come over and join the party I reckon. Be sure to check for sods on other levels before flying over though, there might be others capable of shooting you.
I'll try to cut of their escape, you gun them down once you're here if you can.
Hey Steve, how much farther do we need to go, and in what direction?"
((I think we're supposed to go up now, but not entirely sure. Also, at the rate Jim's team is advancing they'll have reached ARES' mainframe before we reach the control room. Unless PW has some more surprises in store for them...))
If sword is still usable in any way, retrieve it, if not just leave it. Quickly check if there's anything around that could be used as a improvised melee weapon (a support beam from the former bridge for example). Take it if it can be grabbed quickly.
Let out a battle cry. A deep, guttural sound.
Start going after the sods, try to run to the front of the group to cut off their escape route. Kick or hit sods in the way, but STOP at least 20 yards before reaching the civvies.