Gunn was a little stunned. This was Glory? He knew that she appeared as a normal woman but the bitch was like Barbie in heels. She was not exactly intimidating with her little dress and her heels and her bleached blonde hair. So there was shock and then there was a bit of humor and then realization set in. Gunn was standing toe to toe with a legitimate goddess.
He looked over at Angel and saw that his friend had tensed too. Angel was a lot stronger and more durable than Gunn was and he looked worried. That was never a good sign. But Gunn hadn't backed down from taking on Wolfram and Hart and a lot of other badasses over the years. He wasn't about to back down from the hell princess.
With one hand still clutching the ax, he pulled the shotgun free. Supposedly she couldn't die but life would be awfully hard with a blown off head.
"I got a better idea," Gunn said in a dark voice. "Why don't you just forget about the ritual all together and we all go home." He knew that she probably wouldn't go for that but hey it was worth a try. As soon as Angel made the move, Gunn was going to shoot and aim for the head.