Chapter 67: Mysterious Lady
Despite being only a few years more than a couple of decades old, Azrael can pride himself that he has seen his fair share of good, even great looking people, some of them even being his friend or acquaintances, but never in his entire life did he encountered someone with an appearance like this lady.
Standing at a tall height just some few inches below his own height, this lady is the prime definition of someone with a devilish, extremely charming body and an angelic, peerlessly beautiful face, her feature leaning more towards the eastern appeal possessing a fairly large, clear almond eyes void of any impurities, her prominent pupil being of a pure, beautiful black in color as if the one is observing the night skies when staring at them, said eyes being adorned by long, slightly curling eyelashes that just made her all the more attractive.
Above those eyes are the softly arcing eyebrows that perfectly compliments her eyes as well, connecting them is her fair, cute nose, her fair milky skin making it look like the tip of her nose lean on a brighter shade of red rather than the healthy pink it actually is, and beneath it, her small, beautiful lips charming enough to pull anyone’s gaze towards them, the natural. slightly crimson, pink color of this luscious lips of hers would make anyone wonder whether she is using any sort of makeup at all.
Complimenting her looks perfectly is her body with her curves hitting all the right places, leaning on a more voluptuous curve, indicating her mature age, and yet, despite that, there’s just nothing that one can point out short of perfect when looking at her hourglass body.
Staring at such a lady, Azrael couldn’t help but have some impure thoughts popping more and more frequently in his mind, forcing him to grit his teeth and even going so far as to bite his own tongue to snap out of this entranced state, making him wary of this lady as her appearance alone is enough to turn him like that.
Despite this wariness though, he decided not to show anything that might pose as weakness just in case this lady has an ill intent towards him, however, knowing that her strength is way beyond his, he felt like she shouldn’t have any ill intent as if she truly does have one, then she would’ve already acted upon it given the vast difference between their strength.
"Hoh... not bad boy, if someone is any worse, then they would’ve pounced on this old lady already" seeing Azrael completely snapping out from her charms, this enigmatic lady couldn’t help but give him a praise, a smile forming on her ethereal face, her expression a mix of amusement and surprise.
"Can I ask who this lady is?" despite his decade-long experience in the tower, Azrael had never encountered a being like this, the air around her making him think of a single word and nothing else: God. Anything less than that might be too inadequate to describe her.