When Amberser mentioned restarting the negotiation, both Mammon and Zariel felt as if they had turned into glass, then shattered with a gentle tap.
Zariel was the first to lose his composure, roaring, "I want you dead! I will pull out your soul, grind it into dust, and stuff it into the backside of a Hell Worm!"
The enraged fallen angel reached out once more, grasping at the magic mirror in front of him, his hand still ablaze with intense flames.
But the moment Zariel touched the magic mirror, the surface began to melt, the glass shattered, and the metal frame started to liquify.
And until the magic mirror was completely destroyed, Zariel hadn't been able to fish Amberser's soul out of it.
Mammon let out a shriek. If the magic mirror was destroyed, wouldn't all their investments be lost?!
