Azrael turned around on hearing he opposed her suddenly. This was the first time he denied taking orders. Azrael was aware that his reason to never go against her was the fact he still wishes to meet his mother.
"Did you drop your brain from the building earlier? What are you going on about?" Azrael inquired, crossing her arms and sparing a glance at him.
"If that's how you want to describe it. I am done playing around. If you want to kill me, you can just do it." August spoke out louder and clearer.
"Seems like you really dropped your mind. You are a fool to think I would let you die just because you asked." Azrael chuckled hearing his words.
Only rule that applies here is what she wants. Nothing else. If she wants him dead, he would be if not then there is no chance she was letting it have.
