Nathan would gain control of his body, bolting back with everyone, reaching the front door, he peers out, the Scottish lands quiet, for the moments, He would look back and say in a quiet voice "..Nothing's there-" He would then suddenly hear a loud **BANG**. Turning he would see something that resembled a normal human, but with out of place proportions, his eyes would widen, noticing the cracks around the Angel, He broke the paved gravel leading to the castle doors.

Nathan would panic, pumping a shot into the Angels chest, causing it to disappear, more over, fly off, injured, a loud hiss being heard as he yells back "I lied! They're here! They're definitely here!" He would begin to turn, the angel which returned, takes his grip on Nathan's shirt, and forces him back into the wall, Pain quickly taking over Nathan's body, healing the injuries he sustained. Pain would pivot his hand forward and yell "ONLY I CAN HURT MY MEAT-BAG!" collapsing the chest of the Angel, again causing it to disappear. Pain seizes control of Nathan's body, leaving him in slight pain anyway, to harden him up somewhat "Ugh.."

Alistair had no idea what was going on. "A weapon? For what!?" Then he heard the whispers. Listen to him...Weapon... Listen... Angels... Weapon... Over and over again in Alistair's head. "ALRIGHT I'LL DO IT! Where are the weapons!?" Alistair had a mad look in his eyes, and he was panting heavily.

@BurningCold
"At the end of the hall. You might want to hurry. We're under attack." Griffin pointed out as he hurried out the door. He wanted to keep the castle from being damaged as much as possible. Secrets had told him several ways he could keep the angels from getting too close. He had been able to do a couple but he hadn't had time to do them all. Hopeful what he had managed to do would keep them outf the castle itself.

On her way out, Morana found a way to holster the scythe to her back without cutting something important off. Coming out of the castle, she took aim and shot two angels in their heads. The guns kicked a little more than she expected, but she compensated quickly and shot two more. Working her way through the angels, it didn't take her long to empty her guns. Ducking back into the relative safety of the castle, she reloaded quickly and went back outside, getting back to work.

Coming closer to the door, Disease could hear the screams coming from angels being hurt outside. taking a step outside the Disease noticed that one of the angels had disappear and reappear close to two of the demons and their hosts. making sure that none of the angels got close to them, Disease throw some of the knifes, missing most of the time, until one of the knife hit right in the middle of the chest, causing the angel to scream in pain. turning towards Pain/Nathan and Morana/Death.
"What you think of that one Pain and Death?" a smirking Disease said, hoping that pain and death enjoyed the site. Hearing the screaming pains from the angel, heading towards the angel, Disease took one of the gloves that Nova wears for safely, Disease smirk then touch the angel, making it scream in pain some more, putting a virus inside of the angel, before it disappeared. Disease hoped with enough time that the virus would cause pain, before the angel heal from it."Disease!" stated Nova, in their mind, not liking how Disease was acting.


@decayedAngel@LadyTale

Maya gripped the gun so tight that her knuckles were white as she stepped outside. The sight of the angels was awe-inspiring, but not in a good way like one would expect. Instead of being beautiful and cherubic, as angels were often depicted, these were ugly terrifying things, some even had multiple tongues, and arms. Before Maya could truly gather herself, one of the angels bee-lined right for her. Why her? "Not you! She's coming for me, silly! This angel doesn't like me much. Let's shoot her." With uncertain hands, Maya rose the gun in self defense. After some awkward panicking, she manage to actually fire the weapon, missing the first few shots before her aim improved. The last couple of bullets clipped an arm, a leg, and it's shoulder before the tell-tale clink of an empty chamber sounded. Panicking again, as the angel was still rapidly coming towards her, Maya backed up until she was pressed against the wall and kept pulling the trigger of the unloaded gun. "Reload, you dummy! The ammunition in your belt!" Right, of course, how could she forget something like that. Maya's trembling fingers grasped a clip and pulled it from her belt, but her fingers were shaking so badly that she couldn't manage to get the clip in.

It was too late, this was how she was going to die: backed up against a Scotish castle wall, cowering in fear from a supposedly 'holy' creature before it gutted her. Maya closed her eyes tight in fear, falling into a state of acceptance that this was the end. "I'm not going to let you die." This time, Nightmares' voice wasn't only in her head, but spoken aloud through her own lips. And when Maya opened her eyes, they were no longer her own, instead the irises glowed a purple so dark it was nearly black. With a growl, Nightmares cast a terrifying illusion in front of Maya in the image of three huge hell hounds that barked and snarled at the angel. They weren't real, of course, and they couldn't actually harm the angel, but even the sight of a creature from hell was enough to make the angel back up, giving Nightmares enough time to reload the gun and fire a few bullets straight into the chest of the angel. "Sweet dreams, dearie." Nightmares said with an evil giggle.

"NOT BAD, DISEASE." Death gave Disease a nod and a slight smile, holstering the two pistols and taking hold of the scythe. Morana had no clue how to use the weapon, but Death did. With a mental nod, Morana retreated and let Death control the body. A dangerous smirk plus the sight of the weapon caused a few angels to back up nervously. Then Death let loose.
Speeding through the angels like a whirlwind of fury, Death separated arms and legs from bodies, even causing the loss of one angel's head. He gained some injuries as well, but nothing he couldn't cope with. In the back of his mind, Morana was cheering him on and offering suggestions. The two were a fearsome team.

Alistair hurried into the armory and began searching for a weapon that he knew how to use. Luckily, this place seemed to have literally everything ever. It wasn't hard for Alistair to find a sniper rifle and and a revolver. "Alright... this is something I can work with!" He slung the rifle over his shoulder and began searching for some high ground, one hand holding his revolver out in front of him.

Griffin set up hie crossbow at the door to the castle. He didn't want the angels getting in. Hhe figured the castle could. E their base as long as the enemy didn't get in. They couldn't hid from the angels so they might as well make a stand somewhere. He shy only when an angel got too close. The others were doing a pretty good job he thought. The angels were taking more damage then the demon holders. But he knew that wouldn't last. The angels were just testing them.

The angel was pushed back by the force of the bullets being shot at almost point-blank range. The angel rolled its neck and continued to trudge forward, regardless. "Shit." said Nightmares, the curse sounding peculiar and a bit disturbing coming from a little girl-like voice. Although Nightmares had taken over, Maya still cowered in fear internally as she watched through her own eyes as the angel came towards them. The angel flexed its claw-like fingers before ferociously swiping at Mayas face. It stung as the blood welled up in the fresh cuts.

watching as the angel attacked Maya's face, Disease quickly taking over Nova's body. "Nightmare/Maya!" yelling the demon, running towards the angel and touching the arm of the angel, making it scream in pain. hoping that Nightmare/Maya can get away or the other demons helping out.

@Silent Observer

He had pondered over many weapons with utter scrutiny and skepticism allowing a few of the others to go ahead and begin the battle without him but Vicar worried that without him that they might have something go wrong.

"Hmm I don't know which to commend to you but why don't we try this one out?!"

Violence suggested as he directed Vicar's attention to a large semi-automatic assault rifle that lay against a wall right across the room.

Vicar went to fetch it and heaved it up into his arms checking the safety to see if it was on and running through a few procedures that he knew to use when handling a gun.

Violence then pointed out a few other weapons of interest to Vicar which were a Mini-Uzi which Vicar promptly grabbed and holstered it in a gun holster that he had fetched and he holstered the semi-automatic assault rifle to a bandoleer, which also had many ammunition carts attached for the rifle, he also holstered another Mini-Uzi.

Once he had finished preparing himself for battle he took a minute to listen to the battle raging outside, and smiled devilishly and malevolently.

"Let's go kick some divine ass!"

Violence said joyously.

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It had taken him at least a minute to make his way to the entrance and also light a cigarette in his mouth which he usually didn't do but since it was a special occasion it was an exception.

The doorway was slightly ajar revealing the scene of battle and violence that filled him with adrenaline and excitement.

"ITS TIME TO DIE YOU DIVINE SACKS OF SHIT!!!"

Vicar and Violence roared this together as one promptly smirking and blowing a puff of smoke from his cigarette.

They were fighting as one being in sequence and they both spotted an Angel flying through the air and without any trouble they upholstered bothe Mini-Uzis and began hailing gunfire in the air with a look of bloodlust in his eyes and a cruel and joyful smile on his face.

The everyone was taking hits. But Griffin wasn't worried the demon keepers seemed to be holding their own. He could tell that the angels were about to pull out. They had ottenthe information they needed. They now knew that the demon keepers were mostly together and some of them could actually fight back. Next time the angels attacked they would be more prepared. He continued to shoot at those lose to him.