"Good job Ange-san!" Amakusa managed to call out when he noticed the sisters going at it. They were great when it came to distractions as well here, since they had gone for every part of this angel, it managed to slow him down- making him go down to the ground instead of being in the air. Hell, even one of the stakes gouged him in the shin, and it made him stagger- falling to his knees.

Perfect, Amakusa saw this opportunity to switch weapons and try to damage this guy. The silver-haired man threw his pistols up into the air, they spun and soon they had transformed into one weapon, a familiar looking one at that. Amakusa caught the sniper when it came down, and soon he was down on one knee again, taking aim. He looked through the scout, seeing that big guy's ugly face in full, and took the shot. One, two, three shots towards this guy, all of the bullets filled with magic, attempting to harm him. They all hit, but even so he wasn't going down. Dammit, they needed more power... but what exactly.

Amakusa stood back up, holding that sniper in his hands. He didn't want to transform into a werewolf now, he was bigger and more of a target that way- if this continued to not work, he might have to....but then he saw that angel turning towards Ange, and it was quickly running towards her. He ran over to her and saw that guy bring his hammer up and swing it down at her.

...The next thing Ange might notice, is a certain Amakusa right in front of her, his sniper above is head and the guy's hammer pressing against each other, he was using his sniper as some sort of shield as they clashed, and he knew he wasn't strong enough to keep this up, this guy was pushing his hammer down- attempt to make Amakusa yield first.

"The stakes Ange-san...!" he said through clenched teeth.