As Azrael approached the ancient seal, he could sense a powerful presence emanating from within. Curiosity mingled with caution as he reached out, his fingertips brushing against the intricate markings etched into the surface. With a surge of energy, the seal shattered, releasing a burst of light that illuminated the chamber.
Amidst the dissipating glow, Azrael's gaze fell upon the figure before him. It was a young demon fox, her eyes wide with wonder and confusion. He observed her petite form,and the faint shimmer of latent magic that clung to her being.
"Welcome back to the waking world," Azrael spoke softly, his voice carrying a soothing resonance. "Do not be afraid, little one. You have been sealed for far too long."
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