Things went smoothly. Diana and Carol cleared the hospital building from top to bottom.
Whenever they encountered Dark Elves in hospital rooms, they killed them in their sleep. Whenever they encountered Dark Elves on the stairs, they threw them down to their deaths. Whenever they encountered Dark Elves using the restroom, they smashed their heads against the toilets until they died.
With the Adjutant's signal jamming, the angels and Dark Elves inside the building and within several kilometers of it were unable to call for help or raise the alarm. That was assuming Hevenheim even had police, and that their response time was better than the United States'.
All the angels they encountered were simply knocked unconscious. Diana tied them together with her lasso, then flew down from the sky while dragging them along with Carol.
Landing on a street dozens of meters away, she flicked her wrist, and the rope automatically loosened. All the unconscious people tumbled into a messy heap on the ground.
There was no way to tell who were patients and who were doctors or nurses, because they all wore golden armor. They even looked equally gaudy and rich.
"Did you bring Incendiary Bombs? Burn this place down."
Pointing at the hospital building, Diana brushed the blood off her face with her shoulder, then expressionlessly gave Deadpool an order. He was her shameless cousin, after all—anyone could order him around.
"(⊙o⊙) Wow, who are you? Have you been possessed by some ghost or something? The Wonder Woman I know may kill people, but she wouldn't set fires." The silver ring in Deadpool's hand frightened him so badly that he dropped it. He hurriedly picked it up and wiped it on the stomach area of his suit. "Could you actually be Superwoman from DC's Earth -3? Dark.