Moments later, the doors of the grand throne room swung open, and Isadora, Cambion, and Ma Kong entered with a mix of anticipation and curiosity etched upon their faces. As their eyes fell upon Azrael, their expressions transformed into shock, awe, and a touch of apprehension.
Cambion's jaw dropped, his gaze fixed upon the Dark Creature Swordmaster before him. Ma Kong's massive fists clenched instinctively, a mix of excitement and wariness coursing through his veins. Isadora's indifferent facade wavered for a brief moment, her eyes widening ever so slightly as she absorbed the presence of the enigmatic figure.
Argon smiled, observing his subordinates' reactions. He recognized the mix of astonishment and respect that danced within their eyes, knowing that Azrael's arrival had left an indelible impression upon them.
