The first enemy was done away with swiftly - but Giovenith doubted future fights would be as easy. She slowly stowed her bat away in her pocket again but made a mental note to keep it higher up in the hammerspace in case she'd have use for it again, then adjusted her football helmet slightly to take in the sight of the angels.
They certainly didn't feel like Elohim's servants, nor operate like them, especially not if they had a queen. How strange. But strange or not, they were just innocent beings who were being picked on by something nasty, and they couldn't allow that.
"I agree that we should go along," the young woman piped up. "Take us to your main place, and we'll answer all of each other's questions. We're here to help."