Bab 109: descended

Azrael's concern deepened with every passing hour that Alastor didn't return. He couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible had transpired, or that Alastor might have succumbed to the overwhelming grief and anger consuming him. Azrael, despite his divine nature, was not immune to the worries that plagued any father for his son's safety.

Mirai, sensing Azrael's distress, placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "We should go and look for him," she said, her voice filled with understanding. "He might be in danger, and we can't just wait here."

Gabriel approached Azrael with a determined look in his eyes. "Azrael, let me search for Alastor. I've been with him during our training, and I might be able to reach him in ways others can't. He needs someone who understands his pain, his anger. Let me try to bring him back."