Of course! Holy water! Why didnt he think of it before. Now was not the time to blame himself. Not when tge life of his comrades was at risk.

"Pass me a vile"

He yelled across the room to get Alexs attention. He appriciated Estelles knowledge of the arcane. His usual method of force to beat the darkness may of not been enough to save the others, and he knew he could learn something from this.

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Edge had just run out of rounds and had to reload as Darlene arrived. "Nothing some basic healing couldn't fix." Reaching into his coat he pulled out a vial. "Alright, back to your tombs!" The monster hunter yelled tossing the vial into the darkness the light from it exploding outwards then all went quiet and the skeletons fell to pieces. Though they slowly began to reform. "That was my only vial... We should get out... Now before they pulled themselves together. Running towards the hole in the floor he put his hands together and set them their. "Use me as a boost then pull me up." He told Darlene, the undeads hands moving to help place bones back together.

He heard the others planning to drop holy water on the later. "Demon blood!" He yelled up. "That's an alter to the angel Gabriel, use demon blood if you want to stop the magic." He yelled up after boosting Darlene he reach in to his jacket throwing up a pulsing red vial. "Use that!" He said scrambling up trying to get up the ledge as the undead were nearly put back together.

Michael immediately went into attack mode and drew his divine axe. Even though his battle senses were in full effect he still wanted to refrain from killing the risen dead out of fear of condemning the innocent soul to damnation. He kicked out with his right foot in a wide sweep and caught a zombie on the head causing the undead creature to topple to the ground from the hit. He then swung out with the blunt side of his weapon to whack another zombie with it in the hopes of incapacitating the creature. He then heard Edge shout to them about the alter being dedicated to the archangel Gabriel and that demon blood was need.

"Where do we find demon blood? I don't have any. Does anyone else have some?!" he called out as he performed a powerful double kick to one zombie and then spun around to whack another with his axe making spin to the ground like a top. If the alter was indeed dedicated to one of God's glorious angels then it made this sort cruel evil act all the more blasphemous, and it also meant that his bible may not work for countering this horrible witchcraft.

Darlene smirked as she continued to push the zombies back so Edge could reload his gun. "Glad to hear it," she said. She watched Edge throw a vial, causing an explosion, somewhat dazed by the flash of light. Shaking her head and regaining her focus, she let Edge boost her back up and then grabbed his hand, pulling him up as well.

She grabbed the vial that was on the floor and rushed it over to the altar. She began to fight her way through the undead monsters. Fortunately most of them were either down below or fought off by her team. She pulled off the cap and then dumped its content onto the altar. "...I-is it working...?"

The altar sharted into pieces as the demon blood coated and the undead collapsed, Edge sat down taking off his hat. "That... That really sucked." He panted as the adrenaline left his body. "I hate angelic alters, those things are as bads as the demons." He grumbled looking at the shattered alter.

Slowly he stood up legs shaking. "Alright, everyone take a seat were going to rest before we get out of here." His however wandered over to the alter and slowly he began to curse it. "Why did have to be Gabriel." He mumbled, of course now it made sense why the French Helsings had ventured down here. He paused looking towards a very much intact tomb getting up he walked over and gave it a kick. The wall crumbled, it seemed to be an empty tomb reaching out his hand moved through it. "Guys... I think." Suddenly he fell through the fake tomb and yelled out. "You gotta see this!"

Within the tomb were dozens of monster tools, most were rusted beyond use. However a few had been keenly persevered. Edge madly flipped through the journal. The first weapon that had survived was golden, inlaid with jewels and silver. "This battle axe was made by the Germanic tribes to hunt werewolves." He said, next going to a short but stout warhammer. "This was forged by the Dwarves in the America's before they were killed by human plague's." Finely he came two staff's simple and plain. "These staffs allow the users to warp themselves and anyone touching them to a leyline gate anywhere in the world. "These are major finds, not mentions the dozens of scrolls and lost spell books in here. A few set of ornate white armor lay perfect condition the floor scattered. "This is one of the Romans magical store houses. I think some others found it but died escaping."

Eisen was tired. This exhaustion was a mixture of him skipping a meal and bashing at the altar futility. He felt like a fool but he knew he had to keep going. He was not going to let his humanity become his weakness, but yet he was going to show it was his strength.

After finding the cache of equipment he sat down to rest. There was some pretty useful tools weapons and armor but his pride would not let him part with his family heirlooms. He looked up toward Darlene and said:

"You should look at some of the stuff down here. See if they have any armor that can fit you."

He smiled and then tried to focus his strength. He was breathing heavily but tried to control it scanning the room to see if there would be any potions or small tools he may find useful later.
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Alex sighed when the fighting was over and he could wrap hos weapon back in chains and cloth. He first laid the cloth on the ground and placed Soul Eater on the cloth before wrapping it up. The voices where still shouting, but now muffled and as soon as he wrapped the chain around the cloth the voices stopped. Alex stood back up when he heard Edge yell from another room. When he walked into the room he saw the tools, scrolls and other assortment of items.

“Looks like they found their secret stash. Guess this turned into an excavation,” Alex said with a smile before he walked around the tomb looking at the items.

Li, panting, slung her Naginata over her shoulder.

'Well, that was a fight.'

Looking around at the chamber, easily thousands of bones were spread thorough its floor. It wasn't that impressive, since a single skeleton had around 200 bones. Then Edge said something, and when Li walked over to him and saw the weapons and armor he'd found, she nodded.

"A set of armour and one staff, claimed." Li said instantly, walking toward the set that looked like it'd fit her best, but stumbling along the way on another weapon--A dagger. It seemed sharp and usable, so Li grabbed it as well.

Darlene sighed with relief. It was over and they all had survived... for now at least. Her heart was still racing from the adrenaline rush but she was more than eager to get out of this creepy place. She followed the rest of them to the tomb, fascinated by the treasures found. She was particularly interested in the battle axe, that was golden and covered with jewels. It was way fancier than her o'reliable axe and probably does not suit her at all, but still, it sure looked nice.

She was still staring at it when Eisen called her out, telling her that she should look for some armor. "Oh, right! Good idea, Eisen," she said gratefully with a smile.

She picked one that would protect her but was still light enough that she could move easily. It wouldn't be strong enough to save her from a powerful hit, but from werewolves? This should be more than enough. She glanced around to see if anyone was interested in the axe.

"Can I take the axe?" she asked politely, not to anyone in particular. If no one would claim it, she would take it for herself.

Edge shrugged. "Sure take the axe if you like, I just want the scrolls. I can add whatever they contain to the journals." The monster hunter smiled collecting them sliding into an old leather bag as he looked at the others. "No armor for me, I like being able to move." He finished collect the scrolls gripping the Warhammer. "No sense in leaving this, it's a very rare weapon and worth a couple of fortunes at least." He smiled then stepped back out grabbing the other staff using a piece of chalk he began to write some runes from one of the scrolls on the ground.

Finally sitting down he looked back at the altar. "I hate angels." He said looking back at the others. "Alright we get out of here if you guys like... Though how about a detour just rest and relax first?" Edge chuckled waiting for their answers. In truth he was more hoping to distract them so they wouldn't ask about how he knew how to destroy angelic altars.