Amaterasu watched the fight from above, her glowing golden eyes flashing with light. Her archons kept massaging her as she worked on her magic, but then, one of them asked. She looked worried and quite disturbed.
"Nyar, he is right there. Shouldn't we go help them?" She was right. Even if Amaterasu was busy, she sure could spare one or two of her archons. She knew well that Amaterasu didn't need a massage; it was just so the archons wouldn't be standing around doing nothing.
The archons were different than other angels in how they think; if left without a task for long, they could fall into depression quite quickly, and they always sought attention from their divine gods.
So it was healthier to give them any task than to leave them just standing there. And as it seems, even now, one of them started feeling useless as they watched the fight without doing anything.
