"Asbeel," she wanted to ask if you were okay, but her words died down in her throat once she looked at his face. His eyes were filled with fire, and it was looking like he could kill anyone if a single word was spoken... But her worry took better of her.
When Asbeel came out of the car. He ran to her side, but before he could open it, Angela opened it herself and came out of the car.
"Are you okay?" she asked touching his head and then his back, but there was not even a sign of scratch.
"How could this be?" She was getting more and more bewildered by the fact there was so much blood and gore, yet his skin was as good as new.
"I am, and now we need to go in," he said as he looked around, people were looking at their clothes which were shredded and red.
She nodded and they walked in, in the lift, she once again touched his back but there was still nothing.
