Azalia's chest tightened, and she clenched her fists when she saw Ziel's fight against the Archaic Knights. Ziel lost in that clash, and it worried her, and she thought several times about flying there to help. Fortunately, Aghares kept her by the arm, preventing her from acting recklessly.
"Ken..." Azalia's face was pale when she saw Ziel's wounds continue to increase in number from the Archaic Knight's attacks.
"Let go of me, Aghares! I have to go!" Azalia couldn't suppress her anxiety anymore and tried to break free from Aghares' grip. Her strength had recovered a bit, and his condition had also improved. Azalia couldn't stay still and just watch the battle. If something happened to Ziel and she didn't do anything about it, she would regret it for the rest of her life. Azalia would rather die with Ziel than being left alone by him.