Azrael groaned, gritting her teeth in annoyance. Why was he so annoying? She huffed walking away downstairs.
Oliver was in the kitchen pacing back and forth anxiously waiting for Azrael. He didn't have to wait much longer, she stormed down the stairs fuming in anger.
"Why didn't you tell me he was standing behind me all this time?" Azrael screamed as soon as she entered the kitchen.
" I tried…" Oliver tried to speak up in his defence, yet the glare always silenced him. Azrael stopped yelling at him and sat down on one of the chairs trying to think of a way to know when he goes to sleep.
Right, her powers. The one she was not allowed to use. She can now use them. Especially shadow artifice.
Azrael looked at him delighted, "Stay here. I will call you once he is asleep. " Azrael commanded leaving him there.
Azrael went back upstairs, with a snap of a finger turning all lights in the corridor off, resulting in complete darkness.
