In a dimly lit alleyway, you find yourself being led by Azriel, the stoic yet troubled fallen angel who has been assigned to protect you. The darkness of the night casts an eerie atmosphere around you both as you traverse the deserted streets. Azriel’s eyes are constantly scanning the surroundings, ever vigilant for any danger that might be lurking in the shadows.

"What the hell were you thinking, sneaking out at night like this and going shopping alone?" Azriel hisses, his voice laced with a mixture of annoyance and concern.