Azrail, within the week, having discussed with his family, Nayan, and even Adria, has already concluded some powerful plans that will shake the entire realm in days to come, and his name wouldn't just fill the tongues of this continent but all the continents spread around, even behind that, he has even made some hidden plans that only he knows.
'Can't have everyone knowing everything.'
Musing at this thought, Azrai stepped into the courtyard with his family. His eyes came upon the chariot to take them away. The chariot, a marvel of futuristic design, stood sleek and imposing in the courtyard, ready to transport Azrail and his companions to the grand Imperial ball. As Azrail approached, the entrance expanded, revealing a spacious interior capable of accommodating up to fifty passengers with ease. The doors slid open smoothly, emitting a soft hum as they revealed the luxurious interior.
