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Was not easily impressed, or terrified. But even he had to admit there was something terrifying when a giant could fall. The spray of blood scattered about, and he felt nauseous in the presence of this... Watcher. Sure, he was human, and as such its aura would not be as apparent as it might be to fallen angels, or demons, but even he could feel awe, and fear. He took a step back, clenching his fist to recall his golem. Probably a bit late as the combat had drawn it further from him than he might enjoy. And far to far for it to turn quickly and guard him before the watcher reached. 

He was immortal, but he saw what that other had done to the werewolf. He could not risk anything that might attempt to maul him, or worse capture him. [color=f7941d]"Eagles, attack!"[/color] Golden animatronics unfurled from beneath his coat, and several of his golden drones snapped to life. They sailed the distance between him and the attacker, while he stepped back further and further away. Each of the eagles divebombed at the attacker, two or three at once. He only had nine left after scrapping one to make the collars for the werewolves, but the goal wasn't to overwhelm with power. Rather, he expected them to maybe distract, draw attention, long enough for his guardian to charge back. 

With luck, his Right Hand, a feat of imperial magitech, would slam into the blue armored watcher's back. Slamming fists down onto its wings, and forcing it to the ground. 
[color=f7941d]"What are you waiting for, Azrael!? Help me!"[/color]