Chapter 45: Shelter for the Useful
Azrael grimaced, remembering how Isolde had told him that she wasn’t an oracle and that he would have more luck asking Seraphina about the monster they were supposed to slay to close the Rift and return to their world.
’I did try to attack her, and she most likely knows that my Inborn Trait has to have something to do with Corruption, still, it’s not like I have much choice. I will have to cooperate with others if I want a higher chance of survival.’
His eyes briefly went towards Isolde. ’If she and Seraphina are really that close, they must have had a discussion about me. Yet she hasn’t shown any hostility.’
He sighed, "Sure, we will follow you."
Taking Isolde’s palm, he traced what the Chosen wanted and where they were going. She simply nodded and stepped forward, eager to be reunited with her friend.
The trio of Chosen exchanged uneasy glances, unsettled by how calmly Azrael took the palm of their so-called angel in order to speak to her.
After changing into the clothes James had given him, he followed.
’Is Victor alive?’ Azrael wondered. He was the closest thing he had to an ally. They had fought side by side before, after all.
’Unless he has been teleported into the middle of the lava ocean, I doubt he is dead.’
Following the trio, Azrael observed them closely. James, unsurprisingly, was in the lead, while the other two followed. He noted how confidently they were moving through the golden lands.
"Aren’t you afraid of an ambush?" He asked, eager to test them for some kind of reaction.
"Most of the monsters in the area have been dealt with. As long as we don’t trail off the base, we should be fine," James answered.