Azreal was currently on an walk, the last hundred years have been very boring for him since the borders between the dark and the holy realm have been closed off and was now walking right next to it, he watched how a group of Angles were pushing another one towards the border who tried to defend herself. “Hmm…” he hummed slightly amused and continued to watch this spectacle. Seeing how the angels were kicking and pushing the girl with black wings, that resembled the night towards the dark realm.