The drone still pulling on the arm of the dead pack member accidentally removes the metal plate covering the forearm and looks at it confused before throwing it to the ground. He looks down at the lifeless body again and then turns towards Steve before letting out an unmerciful scream as he rips his helmet from his head and hurls it towards him. A scream of hate and anger is only interrupted by the clatter of metal as the helmet hits the wall behind Steve’s head. The scream was more than some signal to other drones. It was one of rage towards Steve.
As warped as his mind already was the drone now looked completely insane, inconsolable in his grief.
Steve looks at the five drones as his mind formulates a plan. If was going to survive this, he’d need more than a sword.