[Samael Ashwood's POV]
"I... I am just a... traveler, w-why d-did you a-attacked me without warning?" I stammered, trying to buy time and gather my strength.
Azazel's eyes narrowed, a hint of suspicion in his gaze. "A traveler, you say? Wandering into the forest, Yeah I believe you~" Azazel's tone was mocking, and it was clear he didn't buy my story. I needed to think fast and come up with a plan to turn this situation around.
"Look," I said, trying to keep my voice steady despite the pain. "I'm not here to cause trouble. I got lost in the forest and stumbled upon this place by accident. I don't want any part in whatever's going on with the demons."
Azazel seemed to consider my words momentarily, but then he laughed again. "You're a terrible liar, little Dhampir. But no matter, you're going to die here anyway."
