Genevieve's eyes narrowed. She gripped her sword comfortably in her hand and ran forward quickly. She sliced at the chest of a gargoyle. A few sparks ignited from where the blade hit, but no stone seemed to be unmoved by the blow. Her eyes widened as she was knocked back against the wall. Her head hit the wall with a deafening crack and she grumbled something an angel wouldn't likely say. She got up quickly and glanced over at Alissa and Josh. They were each using their weapons to try to make a dent in the stone in front of them.

Alissa's bow and arrow didn't do much, but bounce off of it's chest. The eyes...they seemed to be more animate than the rest of the body. "Alissa! The eyes! Aim for the eyes!" She yelled. Alissa did so and one of them screamed out in pain as the arrowhead pierced it's eyes. "Good." Genevieve whispered as she drove forward again. She stabbed one of them in the eye and was thrown backward, this time without her sword. As she glanced across the room she saw the gargoyle pulling her sword out from it's eye and throwing it aside. She had to get to that sword somehow. She stood quickly and ran towards it. One of it's staff's flew out and she took a blow to the stomach. She could feel her ribs cracking. These things had exceptional strength if they were going to harm her so easily.

She groaned and did a roundhouse kick to it's head. It didn't hurt the gargoyle, but it did harm Genevive. She tried not to grimace with the pain and dove towards her sword. Once her hands firmly gripped it's hilt she drove the sword forward into the gargoyle's still intact eye. It screamed in pain and disintegrated into dust. "Thank the lord." she whispered as she stood quickly. Another gargoyle approached her.