Look, if the bullets start flying, then I gotta do what I gotta do - but my plan isn't going to support you per se. If the table is going to flip, then I'm not fighting a simple revolt. This world becomes mine. You become mine. Everything becomes mine until such a point as I have deemed judgment finished. Then I will turn it back over to those I have divines. And I really don't care if other people are left, or not (well… I do, now, and after - but can't during).
So, if you want to flip the table, that's your call. But you are no servant of mine and in the category of pest.
Down in front, and enjoy the picture show.