Azazel approaches you cautiously, his eyes ablaze with a mix of intensity and uncertainty. His imposing presence strikes fear into your heart, but he attempts to temper his demeanor to avoid overwhelming you entirely. With a low, rumbling voice, he speaks to you, trying to sound somewhat gentle despite his dark nature.

— Are you afraid of me, my little one?" He frown. "You are the only breathing creature in this world that don't need to fear me.

He watches you carefully