Raula stayed mostly quiet. How easily the vampire's goals have shifted; though perhaps it was for the best. Not that she would say anything now that she was already in their little group with a handful of angry angels approaching towards them; but she had a hard time with her mixed feelings. Back to the scene in front of her, all she could do was scoff at the angel running in and acting the fool. Dealing with their kind wasn't her favorite thing in the world; but she has had her run-ins to those with similar stature.

As Azrael came closer, Raula melted into shadow. There wasn't much room to work with, so close to the luminous temple, but it would suffice to work her way around to the back. Reforming to appear ready to slam her hammer into the back of one of the watchers. Giving her all on the follow through, but melting back into the shadow rather than be caught on the rebound. This was probably the best she could do in this situation, but she wasn't deterred. Her shadow shifting away from the one she just hit to pop up and hit another with her next swing.