Azriel's gaze bore into Erebos as he lay on the forest floor, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and curiosity.
"How did you figure out that she's in the Nefarious forest?"
he asked, his voice tinged with urgency. Erebos, with a faint smile, adjusted himself and settled into a more comfortable sitting position.
"Do you believe that Victoria is the same person you once nurtured? Those who grew under your guidance, will eventually turn against you because of your devilish nature, Azriel."
The weight of Erebos' words hung in the air, stirring a whirlwind of emotions within Azriel.
"So Even Victoria, huh?" He asked with his all so devilish smile.
"I expected that from her"
Erebos watched Azriel closely. "Are you hurt?"
Azriel scoffed.
When had the devil ever cared?
"Erebos, where is she now?" Azriel wasn't here for his nonsense.
