Chapitre 30: Chapter 30: Azazel, part 3

"What? Azazel! Let me rest, you bastard! Grandfather, please don't do this to me."

The voice belonged to a man who kept on begging as his face became a part of a head and a neck appeared. The mud was drying, flesh appearing in its place.

Now the man was screaming in pain as if someone were killing him.

 Azazel looked like he couldn't be any happier.

 Wei Caihong wondered which one of the two was crueler. Azazel for demanding his lover back even from the clutches of death or Nikola, who was going to hand over his flesh and blood to Azazel to toy with.

Clouds hid the sky as the unholy ritual took place. Wei Caihong asked himself questions which he did not dare voice.

 Why hadn't Nikola done this sooner? Why was he allowing for this to happen now? Was he this far gone?

The man began to talk in Norse and rain began to fall down.