Vanessa awoke, her gaze wandering through the mystical designs of Azazel's palace in Avalon. Her eyes were tired, and her head throbbed. She sat up, looking around, clutching her head as she tried to recall what had happened.
"Azazel... What did he do to me?" No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't figure out what Azazel had done to her mind. Vanessa cursed and attempted to stand.
"I think that would be a bad idea for you, Vivian," Azazel said with a smile. Vanessa nearly fell off the bed when she suddenly noticed Azazel's presence. Fortunately, her physical strength allowed her to grab the bed at the last second.
"You scared me," Vanessa sighed, growing tense at his presence. As much as she hated to admit it, she was truly afraid of Azazel.
Azazel, sensing Vanessa's fear of him, smiled. "It's perfectly normal to fear me. After all, it's the first time you've seen a being like me. You'll get used to it soon enough."
