Mike watched as he looked upon the angel, now that he could clearly see it as one, and watched as she seemed to relax a little. She was just about to make here way to the door when an angel would come crashing through the front of the church, followed by a hail of bullets. Something was wrong here and he knew it, though first was trying not to die from the bullets that riddled the church. Some went straight through the small wooden door that Mike was behind, and would bounce off his blade that he moved in front of him to act as a shield. If the angel was paying attention, over the sound of the bullets and trying to stay alive, she would have heard a metallic sound of the bullets bouncing off the sword.<br/><br/>Mike watched the small little play between the angels at least that was what made the most sense as the angel little pressed her spear and then picked the other up to let it heal. Mike didn't like angels, but whatever was coming was more likely worse then his hatred for the angels. It was something big and scary that was taking angels down like they were flies, which either meant it was an arch demon, Lucifer, or a horsemen and a horsemen seemed the most likely, especially when the both of the angels mentioned 'War'.<br/><br/>Mike was left with a difficult dilemma, either try to escape now and hope to hide and out run a horsemen, fat chance he would more likely end up fighting him alone, or two stay here and work with the angels to try and win. Both options were not the best and he would rather take neither, but given the choices better to fight with the angels then die alone. He looked out again from the door way to the pair of angels that were in the church one injured and one ready to fight. The question now was did he wait or announce his presence now. Either way the injured one would make good bait and if he could get the other angel to hide they could try and surprise war. He sighed to himself and shook his head and whispered "today is just not my day."<br/><br/>"Angel and whatever you are" he said trying to be loud enough just so that they could hear. "Lets make a deal I will help you out in fending off war, so long as you don't try and kill me" he said, still keeping himself hidden and away from danger so he could run if he needed to. "I think that is best, and either way standing there tying to face him head one is likely to get you killed, you are better off using your almost dead friend there as bait" he said suggesting a plan, before she could answer always read to fight or run. He waited for her response or for War to come through the door, still keeping himself hidden and only loud enough for the two of them to hear him.