You know you'd have little chance of overpowering a Primogen, even when they're mad for want of Blood, but you may be able to gain a few precious seconds by drawing attention to yourself. On Qui's signal, you channel your dark gifts to inflate your presence, twisting her perception of you into a daunting figure as you advance intimidatingly. While Vivian is distracted, Qui darts in to secure the officer and replace him with the second vessel.
Even with the advantage of surprise on a recently roused foe, you're simply no match for a Primogen's strength of will. Vivian hurls you away within seconds, slamming you back against the far wall with enough concussive force to embed over a foot of discarded barbed wire deep into your leg. Gritting your teeth, you strip it loose and focus on mending the damage as Vivian takes her fill from the second mortal.
"Are you okay?" Jordan rushes over to you and checks your leg. "It doesn't look too bad. I was worried you'd get a lot worse, getting in the way of someone that powerful."