Chapter 93

I have recently come to the startling realization of just how powerful Azariel is, making me feel humbled and insignificant when compared to him.

Lowell's body thuds to the ground after being nudged and crashed against multiple rocks, undoubtedly disorienting him before he falls. My heart drops and I feel a twinge of pity for Lowell.

I can't comprehend the fact that he is capable of doing this to his own son.

“Your attempts at justification are futile, Lowell. What you did has brought clear and serious repercussions. I've seen it all now, there's no more debating the case.”

His claws emerged, out of nowhere, and quickly slashed at the skin on my neck. I cried out in agony as I struggled to break free from his unrelenting grip, but Azariel is too strong and powerful for me to overcome. Even with all my effort in trying to kick or punch his wrist as hard as I could, he didn't even wince at the impact.

I kept trying until exhaustion eventually set in, exasperatingly aware that no matter