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"Are you threatening me?" With a look of disbelief, the elderly healer asked. Master Azriel had always been the one who handed down threats. The second it was his turn, his feathers were ruffled in the wrong direction.
Xavier eyed the man with distaste. He said to him, "No. I am stating a fact, if you dare to touch Lord Damien then I will have no choice either but to rip your head off." His eyes narrowed slightly as he added softly, "I can't have you touch my master, Lord Azriel."
Lord Damien was his master — even if that man was no longer a full-fledged beastman with his core destroyed, he was the person whom Xavier was protecting.
And anyone who dared to cause trouble for his master deserved to die.
His eyes flashed as his beast surged to his surface and a threatening growl rumbled in the room causing Master Azriel to stiffen.
