Azazel and Samyaza were going to rush and hug Shamsiel when Paimon stopped them. "Why?" Azazel asked begrudgingly, having their dramatic meeting halted.
"I summoned him to spar, remember?" Paimon smirked. "You can't do that!" The two Awakens yelled in anger.
"I can." Paimon said 'as-a-matter-of-fact'. "He would be maintained here as long as I enable him to, and vice versa."
"Do not worry, I will let you have your catching up after." Paimon added to affirmate the two.
"Let him, Azazel and Samyaza." Shamsiel said, "I feel that he controls my existence now, and it wouldn't harm us to spar like the old times, wouldn't it?"
After thinking for a while, the two sighed before entering their battle stance, "Let's finish this quick and talk for a long time!" Azazel shouted.
