Azrael's heart pounded as he darted through the training yard, desperately trying to put distance between himself and Ravenna, whose footsteps thundered behind him. Sylas, realizing the gravity of the situation, shouted for her to halt, but Ravenna was unrelenting in her pursuit. She was not about to let Azrael's defiance go unchecked.
In a fierce voice, she bellowed, "Do you think this is some kind of joke? How dare you address me with such insolence? This matter is of the utmost seriousness, and your refusal to take it seriously is maddening. I swear I'll make you pay today!"
Her words reverberated in the air, echoing the tempest of her emotions. The very earth quaked beneath her feet, its trembling threat manifesting as a foreboding abyss that seemed ready to consume the young prince whole. But Azrael, fueled by a mix of determination and anxiety, pressed on, his agile movements helping him dodge Ravenna's relentless barrage.
