Dia makes a mildly irritated sound at the smell, not being able to entirely stop herself from doing so. Still, throwing their ranks into chaos, she's quick to capitalize on both, sidestepping as soon as she his the blaster fire, and charging the one who drew the cylinder and threw it, intending to dash under it and let it land some distance behind her as she pragmatically decides here and now:

It's her, or it's them.

It's a wide, hard swing aimed for that one, aimed to kill, rather than cripple, disable, or disarm. Dealing with two will be easier than three, and eventually having one will be easier than two.

The Sith Assassin is fast, moving like an airbender with an aggressive posture using rotation to add to her movements, flashy sabers adding confusing, distracting, terrifying, hot light to otherwise poorly lit, broken into restaurant.