"... I'm sick of this."
I exclaimed tiredly.
Azrael turned his head towards me and tilted his head, looked at me with a confused expression.
"What do you mean?"
I carefully pushed against the tree that I was resting with.
I slowly and delicately tried to stand up from my sitting position while using my free arm to hold my wounded shoulder to hold the pain.
"The moon will be out in a few hours. Or maybe faster than we imagined."
He raised his brow since he didn't quite get the sentence I muttered.
"Azrael... I don't want you to get in my way. Let me handle this alone."
I said out of nowhere much to his confusion in a nonchalant tone.
I looked at him with my deadpan expression, then stared down at him afterward.
Upon realizing what I meant, Azrael's eyes slightly widened.
At first, he looked quite tense but was able to have a relaxed expression later when I add,
"I just want to ask 'Him' a question."
Azrael simply sighed while forming a small smile afterward.
