"Stop, both of you!" Razil called out, yet he was completely ignored.
At the same time, Zhang flashed a smirk as he noticed Atlas running to him. "As expected, he still cares for you, doesn't he?"
Zhang raised Lilith, bringing her before him like a shield while tightening his grip. "One more step, and I'll crush her neck."
"So, what will the Great Castiel choose? The life of Lilith or his own anger?" Seemingly amused, Zhang wondered out loud. "I suppose I already know the answer."
Atas stopped in his tracks. He was so angry that he clenched his fist so tight that his hand had started bleeding already.
He couldn't understand. How was Lilith caught so easily? This didn't make sense. She was so strong. Shouldn't Lilith be able to escape? She was even stronger than him, from what he knew.