Muriel was somehow taken a back. How can a demon worry about his lover, even after losing him?
With his life almost drifting away from him as well.
Now, it is clear to him why he had to protect Azalel before. He believed in his good-heart. Unlike any devil he has ever known. Unlike it’s father Lucifer.
“Very well,” Rafael turned to Azrael after binding Asmon. The latter stepped forward and thrust his hand on its chest. Ripping out the demons soul from its human form. Which is Orith.
The demon struggled and fought hard to stay in Orith’s body.
Lilibeth came back upon hearing his son’s cries. Both the demon and its human form are hurting. That Azrael was forced to stop. Or else, both will perish.
“Let me do it, I beg you.” Lilibeth appealed to all the Archangels.
“I think it’s better that way. Let her do it.” Axel seconded. His time is almost coming. He wanted to be sure of the outcome first before leaving.