(Since psychics burn HP and I'm going to make that matter as much as I can, no.)
You get the feeling these ones just enjoy what they do immensely, as they look around. Most are bleeding, and Tony smacks another one hard enough to shatter a jaw, but they go back in, aiming for nearby targets. Tearu faces one, (include bull rush roll in next post, 1d20+str), Tony a second that wraps a chain around his arm, and Doug a third.