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" I'm afraid... pleading won't save you now. Should've thought about it before you caught celestial attention. "

A fight, that ended as swiftly as it began. A blade found its way across the demons chest. And a stinging burn would suddenly ignite along the cut. Like fire just had been lit along gasoline. A compound, that will burn demons blood. The demon in question - recorded for agression. Free game. It was... simply unlucky that these grounds were blessed. Belonged to an angel.

" What do you mean you don't know how to play? You see, there's one bullet... and... "

Click.

It wasn't exactly breaking and entering, if one simply... appeared inside. Perhaps trespassing. Though... does it count for someone beyond this realm? The general always danced graceously between established rules and interpretations.

In his hands, records. Medical ones. He borrowed them. Yes, of course he'll put them back once he commited everything to his memory. " What unethical practices... and yet... " He was so intruiged by what humans did to advance in their fields. Did they not have rules? And yet... everything in this classified file spoke against such.

"The god I used to belong to called it 'oathkeeper'. Properties change if you keep it somewhere bright instead..." The archdemon throws a small sachet of the shrub's dried flowers at the angel.

"No clue what he used the tea for, though." Really, he doesn't know much about its uses, other than the plant's bark being a very potent painkiller.

[the tea's aphrodisiac. sorry, not sorry. this is your fault]

" I seem to recently get quite an increase in guests... and gifts. "

Well, it was welcomed that those guests brought in more specimens for his garden. He adored learning of new flora, new properties... It was something to do in his downtime.

" It changes depending on light? How interesting... "

Vazrel was quick to take a closer look at the flower. Gloved hands gently touching a petal. What could it possibly do? What does that name mean?

Though then his attention was directed to the sachet. Blinking. Ah, so... their god used the petals for tea. It must have some sort of benefit. The general first took a scent-sample. Well, if it was drunk as tea, it should be fine... to try.

" I do wonder... how much of the original soul is left within those abyssal monsters?

" I'm just... preparing. I haven't yet planned anything. " Aurel would shake off his brothers hand, and close the bag. " And no, I am not going alone. "

" Oh? Who is coming with? "

" Since when are you so interested in my affairs? I disappear on trips for weeks and you show zero concern. And now you care? How come? " Aurel crossed his arms, glaring at his brother.

" I can be a concerned brother, you know? Usually you go places alone, you never ask anyone to come with. " Vazrel snatched Aurels bag, and pulled out whatever he had two pairs of, presenting it like evidence each before putting it back. " This isn't your usual pattern. What, do you have a forbidden romance going and are trying to hide it? "