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“He sounds horrible.” And speaking of horrible men… “What about Azrael? Do you know him?” “You’re full of interesting questions today.” She sets her empty tea cup down. “Yes, I’ve met him, though you’d be wise to stay far away. Before he became the Archangel leader, he was their assassin. They call him the Angel of Death for good reason, and he has a personal vendetta against demons since he believes we killed his son. Not that there’s any proof of that, mind you.” “He seems to have a vendetta against my father too,” I mutter. “They’ve always had something of a rivalry, or so I’m told.” She rises to her feet, and reaches down to rest her hand upon the top of my head, lightly stroking my hair. “Be cautious. There are people on both sides watching you at all times.” “Including you?” Tha
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