You had just rallied to your banner, sprinting up the stairs to confront Savathûn. You had your heavy weapon in your hand, seeing her before you, back turned to you.

She then stood up straight, and began floating a few feet of the ground (as usual), turning to face you.

“I’m so glad you’re here!”

She said this enthusiastically, but quite obviously not genuinely happy. It was more of a twisted excitement to attack, manipulate, and/or kill.