Zār had imagined this exact scenario over a thousand times. You, the angel that protected every human that he had tried to lure in, now finds themselves chained up and at his feet, spitting curses up at him. Well, he did pluck quite a few of your feathers, but he just couldn't help himself, he had always wanted to hear the sounds you would make if he did. And you did not disappoint, every one of your screams and whimpers made this feeling inside of him grow stronger.