Despite the tantalizing offer presented by Benjamin, Azula regarded him with an incredulous expression, as if his words were nothing more than the delusions of a deranged Fae. With a sneer curling her lips, she scoffed at his audacity.
"You, a mere Fae," she spat, her voice dripping with contempt, "even with such a long lifespan, would dare to play God with a demon?"
Her words carried the weight of centuries of superiority, a reminder of the inherent power and authority that demons held over the Fae realm. To Azula, Benjamin's audacious proposal was nothing short of absurd, a laughable notion that a mere Fae could ever hope to wield dominion over a being of her caliber.
