Meanwhile, seated comfortably on the couch like a spectator watching a tragedy unfold, Rael let out a slow sigh.
'So… she spared him, huh?'
It wasn't the outcome he had hoped for but expectations usually led straight to hell of disappointment, so he hadn't expected much to begin with and it wasn't like being fired was meaningless.
At the very least, it bought him some time.
Still, things were far from over because Azriel had to make it worse.
"Why… why… why…" Azriel muttered, his voice was fractured but almost fanatical. "Why are you doing this? I know you better than anyone… I know everything about you."
The words themselves were ordinary but the effect they had was anything but ordinary.
The temperature in the room seemed to plummet as Morvana's already cold gaze darkened even more as Rael saw a hint of something dangerous.
Rael's lips twitched.
'Ah… that was the wrong thing to say.'
