You stood in the dimly lit underground chamber, surrounded by clinking of glasses, Az stood amidst the clandestine gathering in the dimly lit chamber. the chamber fell into an anticipatory silence as the imposing figure of a mafia boss, known for his cold and unrelenting demeanor, made his entrance. Azrael locked eyes with you for a moment before looking back, "SILENCE!." the room fell dead silent his voice showed power & dominance