As Uriel conversed with Gabriel, a potent presence stirred in the distance, alerting her senses to the potential for another imminent battle. She readied herself, steeling her resolve for the impending confrontation.
As she laid eyes on the approaching figure, disbelief washed over Uriel like a tidal wave.
Uriel stammered, "A-a-Azrael? What is he doing here?"
Azrael and Mirai swiftly moved through the darkness, their senses alert to the pulsing energy that resonated with a malevolence reminiscent of the previous Demon Prince they had battled. Each step they took was measured, their bond unspoken but strong. They had faced countless trials together, but this new adversary seemed to promise an even greater challenge.
As they drew closer to the source of the ominous energy, the night air grew colder, and the faint scent of sulfur tinged the breeze. They knew they were on the right path, tracking this powerful malevolent force that threatened their world.
Mirai, her hand gripping the hilt of her dagger, glanced at Azrael. His features were set in determination, his wings subtly shimmering with a radiant light. She couldn't help but admire his unwavering resolve in the face of darkness, a stark contrast to his angelic beauty.
They exchanged a silent nod, reaffirming their partnership in this perilous endeavor. Whatever awaited them ahead, they were ready to confront it together, for they knew that their bond was their greatest strength, and it was a force no demon could ever hope to match.
Mirai's voice held a hint of uncertainty as she observed the figure before her. The stranger's distinctive red hair and eyes, coupled with a powerful aura reminiscent of an Archangel, sparked curiosity and a tinge of recognition.
"Huh? Red hair. Red Eyes. And have the presence of an Archangel. Are you Uriel?"
Uriel's fiery presence was unmistakable as she confirmed her identity. Azrael, surprised by this revelation, quickly replied, explaining their purpose.
Azrael speaks and introduces himself, "Yes, I am Azrael. And this is Mirai. We came here because we sensed a powerful energy, much like that Demon Prince we confronted earlier."
Uriel's initial inquiry shifted abruptly as she recognized Azrael, her reaction one of astonishment.
"Azrael!!! You!!! You!!! You are alive!!!"
The unexpected reunion left a host of questions lingering in the air, further complicating the already mysterious situation.
Uriel's strength surged as her energy returned, propelling her forward toward Azrael with a determined yet longing gaze. Mirai instinctively moved to intervene, her hand inching towards her weapon. However, before she could act, Uriel wielded her fiery powers to erect a barrier that barred all but herself and Azrael from entering.
Mirai, now trapped on the outside, contemplated forcibly dismantling the barrier, readying her weapon and channeling her energy for the task. But as her resolve wavered, her eyes fell upon an unexpected sight.
In the center of the barrier, Uriel embraced Azrael, her fiery presence merging with his in a passionate, desperate hug. The intensity of their reunion unfolded before Mirai's eyes, revealing emotions and bonds she had not anticipated. It was a moment of raw, unspoken longing and relief, a culmination of their shared history and experiences.
In that poignant embrace, a connection rekindled, their reunion brimming with a complex tapestry of emotions. Mirai hesitated, her weapon lowering as she allowed them this moment of reunion, aware that there was more to their story than she initially understood.
"Huh???" Mirai's face is full of wonder why Uriel suddenly embraced Azrael.
Uriel's voice trembled with a mix of joy and confusion as she held Azrael, her flames flickering in the intensity of the moment.
"You're alive! Why didn't you tell me?" She whispered, her eyes searching his for answers. "Why didn't you find me first? I missed you so much, Azrael!"
Azrael's gaze, though familiar, held an unsettling uncertainty. "I'm sorry," he replied, bewildered. "But I don't know you."
Uriel's heart sank at his response, her fiery energy still entwined with his. "Huh? Are you joking?" She asked, her eyes searching his face for a glimmer of recognition. "You were with me all the time."
A deep and mysterious rift seemed to separate them, and the flames of their reunion cast shadows of doubt, casting a veil of enigma over their shared history.
Gabriel's voice broke the tension, revealing Azrael's memory loss to Uriel.
"He lost his memories and doesn't recognize anyone," Gabriel explained, his expression heavy with concern.
Uriel's face registered shock and disbelief. "What? How come he didn't know me?"
Gabriel sighed, equally perplexed. "I don't get it also, but indeed, he doesn't remember anything." The situation was as puzzling as it was heart-wrenching, casting a somber cloud over their unexpected reunion.
Uriel's gaze shifted to Mirai, and she decided to dispel the flame barrier that had surrounded her and Azrael.
She questioned Mirai with a hint of suspicion in her voice. "Hey! You. Why are you with Azrael?"
Azrael quickly intervened, trying to provide some context. "Ahmm, Miss Uriel, this is Mirai. She is also an Angel, and she claims to be one of my servants from before." The atmosphere was tense, with Uriel's return and Azrael's memory loss creating a whirlwind of emotions and questions.
Uriel's piercing gaze remained fixed on Mirai as she spoke, her intuition picking up on something unusual. "Hmmmmm. I can sense something when she is looking at you, Azrael."
Mirai, however, responded with a calm and unwavering demeanor. "Whatever you are thinking about me, it's just your imagination. I don't care about your past with Azrael, but I'm just here to serve him. As his servant." Her words were composed, but there was an underlying tension in the air as the three angels navigated this complex reunion, each with their own mysteries and uncertainties.
Amidst the growing tension between Uriel, Azrael, and Mirai, Gabriel's plea for assistance broke through the charged atmosphere.
Uriel, still fixated on her goal to protect Azrael, reluctantly agreed, "Fine, let's help Gabriel first."
Azrael nodded appreciatively, acknowledging Mirai's importance in his quest to recover his memories.
Gabriel winced in pain as he struggled to rise, and the three angels momentarily put their differences aside to attend to their injured comrade, reminding themselves that, for now, unity was their greatest strength.
The ongoing tension between Uriel and Mirai simmered beneath the surface, momentarily set aside as they focused on Gabriel's well-being.
With Gabriel's house in shambles, the decision was made to relocate him to Mirai's residence, as it was better equipped to aid in his recovery. Despite their differences and unspoken suspicions, their shared concern for Gabriel was a bond that temporarily united them.