Chapter 262: Each other's obstacle

Azazel pushed his jaw with his palm to fix it. Eyes at Deimos, the emperor, who was in a half-wolf and half-human form. The emperor bore a head of a wolf, a body of a human whose skin was almost covered with furs, large hands of a monster with thick and sharp claws. 

"My... you looked furious, Your Majesty," he jested as he studied the emperor's burning eyes. "Did one of your children die?" 

A bone-chilling growl slipped past Deimos' mouth. "Azazel..." he called with his voice rasped and echoing as if an evil spirit possessed him. 

"You will find your reckoning for all your evil ways," he affirmed, breathing in and out heavily, making his buffed, hairy chest move.

He was a father who cherished his children more than his own. So, there was no surprise that he was aware of his children's life forces.  He was very familiar with his children's heartbeat.