As the Angels attacked, Saveur stayed with Anthony. It wasn't that Sans or Alastor wanted to leave him with the load of responsibility, but as Overlords, they felt that they would have the more dangerous Angels after them. Anthony was simply the safest choice, and he didn't complain. The hotel rumbled as two more blasters fired, trying to keep the Angels far from Anthony and the baby, the last resort defense system in case the Angels got passed Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, and Nifty. Anthony had his own guns out, though they didn't do much in the face of the Angels since there was nothing blessed about himself. He was trying, though, trying to keep Saveur and Fat Nuggets safe from the horrors of the Exterminators. A golden beam of light split the hotel in two, and Anthony knew Sans and Al were struggling when the blasters that were supposed to be guarding him suddenly fled to their master. "H-hey, wait!" Anthony couldn't call them back... Anthony was completely defenseless with the three oncoming Exterminators... or he thought he was until the one falling behind suddenly zipped forward and slammed himself into the other two. It was unexpected, but welcome to see that he, too, was a skeleton.

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"adam..." Sans groaned as he got up from the massive beam attack he'd shortcut away from. Alastor was trying to get back on his feet already, a pissed off, staticy growl rumbling from him. "I g r o w t i r e d o f t h e s e g a m e s." He hissed, only for a blaster to cut him off and counter one of Adam's golden beams. "al, you aren't powerful enough alone!" Sans growled out, giving Alastor an empty socketed stare. He summoned a bone and offered it to his boyfriend to take. "we go together." Alastor barely gave it any thought as he took the bone from Sans. The blaster provided a clear path, as well as a distraction as the two Overlords went in for the kill. Alastor's magic stirred beneath Adam's feet to try and hold him down as Alastor attacked first. The bone was blocked by Adam's guitar, and the first man tried to counter, but Sans was already driving another attack into his back, gold ichor splattering him as he pulled it out to lunge away.

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Wounded, Adam tried to catch the perp who dare cause him harm, but that caused him to drop his guard from Alastor who not only drove the attack through Adam's abdomen, but finally got a taste of Angel blood, taking a chunk out of Adam's shoulder. "ADAM!!!" Lute hadn't fared any better against them. Her arm had been taken by a blaster, along with both of her wings. At least one of her legs was broken, so Sans no longer saw her as a threat. "c'mon, let's check on ad. their leader was a little more of a nuance than i thought, and my guard blasters had come to my aid -" Sans hugged Al into a shortcut where they had last seen the spider. Sans froze, surprised by what he saw. He knew Papyrus would be here. He'd known it in his very soul, but seeing Papyrus shed blood at all was unexpected. He wasn't killing the Angels, but they were all wounded or crippled in some way as his own blasters defended the group, and he himself defended Sans' lover and child. Sans didn't know if that was good or bad, but as the Angels retreated, Papyrus beamed. "Oh, Would You Look At That. It Seems I Have Accidentally Misplaced My Attacks. I Guess I Must Stay, Now."