Tar
Henry would have expressed indignation at being carried off like a sack of vegetables, but in the throes of a life or death situation, it had minimal importance. Tar allowed no reaction to slip past his metal mask; this was hardly enough to injure his idea of dignity. His life absolutely came first. Even if he couldn't shake off some minor irritation whirring in his head at his current situation.
Henry should have been surprised at Noel's transformation. His human expression however, remained passive, in contrast to the surprise shaking the core of Tar's aetheric furnace. If such a thing was possible, the demon would've claimed that he forgot to form a display of emotion due to the very shock.
The form, with its many blades and weapons, made him think of a humanoid Destroyer angel. It wouldn't be the first he would have seen revealed from a human guise, but this would have been the first at his side for a long time.
Henry had no idea whatsover Noel (or was it really Noel?) could do this, and his first gut instinct was to point a gun at the back of her head. But in these extenuating circumstances, with a massive monster attempting to kill them, her newfound prowess and abilities of spacial distortion were well received. The unchained would, for the time being, override his natural suspicions, given she appeared to still be interested in protecting him. Self-preservation was at the moment paramount.
(Though maybe she had ulterior motives to keep him alive.)
The path of the rats had been blocked. The primary issue was the rather tough looking behemoth in front of them. And as much more powerful as Noel looked right now, the enemy was rather imposing. The demon felt the hostility of the attack before it lept towards them, and before Noel 's attacks connected. Tar drew on the principles governing the structure of reality with naught but a moment's focus, aiming his gun squarely at the thing's skull, and forced Aether into his gun.
The swords ripped into flesh and the lasers burned it as it rushed them, and the occult pipelines he was coursing power through overloaded. The barrel of his pistol extended and blackened with unholy smoke. Henry opened fire at the beast, shots of consuming Hellfire piercing it, trailing out of the gun.
Tar felt his Cover shake at the exposure of an Exploit, before it stabilized, a randomized circuitry pattern hightlighting itself over his cheek.
