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The next day, in front of the Hotel
Third's P.O.V:
Randy was smoking outside of the Hotel and watching the others ready to fight before Randy sighed and looked towards Heaven, dryly chuckling. He never thought he would be the one to fight these damn angels, but here he was. Randy was wearing a black tank top and black jeans, with two pistols and a small angelic dagger on his side. He looked at the others and saw how Charlie was nervous since she was fighting for her home while Vaggie glared at Heaven, ready to fight for Charlie.
Angel was holding his twin Tommy guns, which had Angelic steal bullets wearing almost a mafia-style outfit, but it had a small knife symbol on the side to show he belonged to Amber, while Husk had his cards and bomb dice ready. Sir Pentious was wearing a blue and gold Victorian-style British army uniform, holding a short Angelic sword, and looking nervous. Cherri was wearing an outfit similar to Angel's, but it didn't have a knife symbol, and she was holding a bomb. Niffy was carrying a small Angelic knife and jumping with excitement. Charlie wore a red dress with a black heart and long black fingerless gloves while holding a golden shield with an apple motif and her hair in a messy braid. Vaggie was wearing a modified exorcist outfit and had her hair up in a high ponytail, being held up by her red ribbon while holding her Angelic spear.
John and Jack wore Angelic armor that matched closely to those of different African tribes, but one thing was clear: They were close to each other, like brothers in arms. John was holding an Angelica Axe with war paint on his face, glaring at the sky, while Jack was huffing and wearing war paint. He was holding an angelic war hammer and smiling at the sky. Betty smirked and prepared her guitar to release the electric shock waves toward the Angels while wearing a black dress that had slits on her thighs and black roller skates that had spikes on them while wearing a silver mask that had purple tiger lilies on them. Cain held his bass and tuned it to disorient the Angels, making it easier to kill them for the others while wearing a complete heavy metal outfit that showed off his C scar on his back and spiked heavy-toe boots, but what was important was that he had belladonna and tiger lily, wrapped around his horns. Ian was wearing a compression, mostly black shirt with red trim, black cargo, crimson sneakers, his hair slicked back, and his eyes, for once, had sparks of life flaring in them. Attached to his hip was a small pole object by a clip.
Amber was standing behind Cain, Betty, and Ian while wearing a tan cold-shoulder shirt with purple orchid designs on the sleeves, a pair of blue jeans with knife designs on the side, black boots, and a dark brown corset around her stomach while holding two cleavers made of Angelic steal. She looked towards the roof and saw Alastor before looking away and was worried. She knew Alastor would be up there but felt uneasy about it. It didn't help that the Angels were coming to kill everyone in Hell like nothing. She knew that she would have to fight with everything she had. But something was eating at her soul as if something terrible would happen. She didn't like that. She suddenly felt Ian's hand on her shoulder, and she looked at him before giving him a small smile and said, "I'm okay. I'm just nervous, Ian. I haven't had to fight like this in a long while..." Ian looked at her and sighed before he said, "Get over it. This is life or death. Remember what you can and what Vaggie taught us." Amber sighed and nodded before looking back at the sky and sighed. Ian was right. She had to focus on the fight. Alastor will be fine. She knows it.
Alastor was on the rooftop, waiting for the angels' attack, and kept smiling while his Shadow looked towards the door, worried before Alastor said, "Don't worry, my friend. You know Amber can handle herself..." His Shadow glared at Alastor and was making a face at him before Alastor chuckled and said, "Now, don't make faces. You know I'm right. It will be okay. Trust me. After all, she was the only one who warmed my heart. This fight is for her only."
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