She was just passed out for a few hours and they caused so much chaos. Now she had to visit the city of Nephsa. Nymphs are always a pain, especially if you are a woman.
They can't have eye to eye with Azrael after the disaster she caused last time. In short, they hate her. Azrael sighed remembering her past. Will it be okay to just let him die there? He must be dead by now anyway.
Azrael was still contemplating whether she should save him or not. The image from earlier passed her mind. He already knew she was the cursed one for killing thousands yet he chose to believe her over Odette.
"Why did you?" Azrael questioned. Unable to understand why someone would choose her.
She was nothing but chaos. Death follows her no matter where she goes. One wants her banished and one created her as a weapon of destruction. Even people she was close to never forgets her past nor see anything other than the blood in her hands.
"Why would you…."
