Azazeal's eyes traveled toward the tunnel Kyle's figure disappeared into, and he let out a hum as he gazed back at the spirit whose form shrank inside the layer of darkness.
"How sly aren't we?"
"You wanted to secretly consume a part of the essence present within his body and gave him a bit of spiritual energy in return? Can you even compare yourself with that cold, threatening thing inside his body?"
His gaze sharpened when the spirit ceased its struggle and stilled, as if it grasped the mistake it would have committed had he dared to touch the essence.
"Oh, you realized it on your own? The fact that even though he is weak and you can easily control him right now... you would have lost a lot if you had tried to touch that thing within his body."
