Influence

Mirai sighed, her frustration evident in her weary eyes. "Az! It's been a week already, and we still can't find any trace of that Sacrificial Soul."

Azrael's brow furrowed in deep contemplation, his mind racing to uncover the elusive clues they sought. Before he could respond, Uriel, ever the stalwart companion, stepped in. "If you're tired, Mirai, you can go home and have some rest. I'll stay with Az, keep watch."

Azrael offered Mirai a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry, Mirai. But if you're tired, you can have some rest. We can handle it from here."

Mirai, her determination shining through, shook her head adamantly. "No! Of course not!! I'm fully okay! No need to rest. I won't stop until we find that Sacrificial Soul and put an end to this."