Ariel and Lorelei's heart pounded in rhythm with the chaos that erupted in the palace. The cold stone of the corridors giving way to the night air outside. As they reached the palace threshold, their eyes widened at the surreal scene unfolding before them.
Mid-air, like a malevolent specter against the moonlit sky, stood a figure that emanated an aura of power and darkness.
His red eyes burned like fiery orbs, his cloak billowing dramatically as if stirred by unseen forces.
Ariel couldn't deny the allure, but the air crackled with an unmistakable danger.
"Is that.. Azriel?" she whispered to Lorelei, the disbelief and fear evident in her voice.
Lorelei, gripping Ariel's arm, nodded with a mix of trepidation and fascination. "That's him, the devil we've heard so much about."
Ariel's breath hitched as Azriel's gaze met hers, his red eyes piercing through the night.
"He must be here for us" she said to Lorelei and the other nodded.
