Stop, Echo quickly sent to the commlinks the others had. Armed drones. Dangerous. If they hear you, they will investigate. Attack. Be careful.
She watched the drones' icons warily, dropping down behind a table or chair, or whatever was handy to get cover, and then fading from view as she activated her chameleon suit again. Her role in this fight, if fight there was, would not immediately be to exchange fire with the drones. Not bullets anyway.
Satisfied for the moment with her intelligence-gathering, she began carefully infiltrating the host system itself. Access to that should give her access to drones, cameras...whatever the host controlled.