Uriel's eyes widened, he thought that he would be able to escape this small situation that he had found himself in with Azazel. He had to find a way out and he had to do it quickly, he was unsure why Azazel had come to him.
He was still angry at the fact that this bastard was wearing Gadrial's face, it was immoral for him to harm her mortal body. He thought that Azazel knew that and was baiting him out.
"Let go of me," Uriel screamed at him.
"Why?" hissed Azazel, "Do you not want to have a little fun with your ex-lover?"
What did he mean by ex-lover? Gadrial was not dead yet, so she was not an ex… She was his past, present and future. If he could get away now he would be able to see the small bargain he made with Thoth through.
"What do you want from me?" Uriel asked in a determined tone.
"That is the question is it not? You have a connection to Hell and I want a ticket in," Azazel stated with a grin.
