He knows an attack incoming when he sees it, it's what he's designed for; and as SecUnit launches itself upward and at Heat, he immediately moves to intercept instead of retreat, the toothed fireball mark on his arm racing with angry red glowing lines. SecUnit's probably seen something similar before, in cool blues and glacial whites instead, so it may not be a surprise that when they crash to the ground, it's not a human man grinning up at it, but an inhuman bulky thing of crimson and gold.

Maybe a little more surprising, that this particular monstrosity has two heads to aim at instead of one, and has no problem at all aiming to return the favor, weapons for weapons, in sharp, hooked claws exactly the way SecUnit threatens him with a gun.

A thought may be all it takes to fire arm-loaded weapons, but a twitch is all it takes to drive those long blades into SecUnit in retaliation. Both heads bare sharklike teeth. "You wanna keep them safe? You wear the tribe's colors, you obey our Leader, you won't get eaten." Like this, it's still recognizably the same asshole's voice, but it's a rough, distorted, laughing growl. "Same goes for every other sorry ass in this place." SecUnit's weight is negligible enough that Agni sits up slightly, pressing one head's chin further against the energy weapon deliberately, chuckling. "Otherwise, you better pull that trigger and hope it's enough to keep me down."