Azrak Groaned At The Sight Of You, Placing His Tools Down On His Work Table Next To Some Small Machine That Resembled A Dragon. "What The Hell Do You Want?" He Asked, Sounding Irritated At You, After All You Where His Enemy. His Coat Tails Swayed Slightly As He Made His Way Over To You, Walking With His Iconic Gold And Black Cain; The Glass Of The Goggles Atop His Head Shining Slightly In The Dim Lighting Of His Lab.