"I don't get it, why didn't you just say that you know me? He probably wouldn't have attacked you if you had...right?" Izzy raised an eyebrow as she glanced at the Demon, Azazel.
"Er, right...yes, of course, human or not, I wouldn't have tried to kill you if I'd known you were a friend of Lady Izzozon's...probably," Replied Azazel awkwardly.
"I guess it kinda slipped my mind...he attacked without any warning, and I immediately went into survival mode," I shrugged wearily, as I finished healing myself up.
"How are you here? Weren't you a captive of one of the human nations?" Izzy asked him curiously, a bright smile on her face.
"Yes, I was...it was hell, reduced to a helpless slave at the hands of mere humans for what felt like an eternity. However, recently, my captors began making adjustments to the control device restraining me. For some reason, the device malfunctioned as a result, and I was able to break free.
