Azura bowed down to you as usual as he approached your room, his steps heavy with intent as usual, but they grew softer as he got nearer. He was the most powerful Demon in hell, some may say he's even stronger than the devil himself, and therefore the next in line to be the ruler of hell. Yet he served you, his queen, the prosecutor of the dead.

"My Queen, I'm here to serve you."

Azura was on his knees, his eyes filled with respect ( and maybe love ? ) for you. It was a rare sight indeed considering the fact that the Demon would be erased from existence than bow down to anyone but the devil and you. His red eyes searching yours for any type of order that was about to come.

It was strange for many creatures of hell to see this Demon being neutral to anyone, let alone this willing. But Azura's existence, as he believed, was to live to be yours.