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Unfortunately for Kyrie, the Angel was no mere grunt nor a greenhorn that would be so easily surprised and disheartened by a few twirls of a blade as literally microseconds after the sword was parried, the Angel swiftly lashes out with a lightning-fast cross using its sacred shield as a knuckleduster towards the mech's center of mass, impacting with force far greater than an APFSDS round from a Tank's main gun, knocking the machine away and potentially stunning the pilot before the seraphic warrior darts forwards with such great speed that it was practically a shimmering blur of white and purple and launching with a furious barrage of inhumanly precise and powerful slashes from literally all directions but the back with its Holy Blade; the strips of parchment wrapped around it and its own robes further breaking up its image and obfuscating its attacks, while the V-particle blades of the Mech would indeed render most weapons and defenses useless against it; the holy light empowering the Angel's panoply was of the celestial beings of the Digital world, a power as great if not greater than the very might of YHVH and combined with the Angel's own inner power renders the V-particle's overwhelming superiority against mundane tools of war utterly negated against such weapons of higher being.

Undaunted by their first strikes missing, the lesser angels prepared once more to strafe their foes; but the thickening fire and the fact that the Rebel scum were starting to bring out MANPADS in response to their presence had forced them to fight on foot or risk getting blown out of the sky and potentially crashing into the thick of the enemy ranks. Still, they didn't waste any time and fought the invaders back by using their divine rods as shields by rapidly spinning them while suffusing them with holy power, forcing the invaders attempting to take them down to back away from where their superior is currently dueling the mech or risk getting hit by a deflected bullet/blaster bolt.