Azrael turned her attention back to Zane who shook his head and smiled.  "Yes I'm sorry for all this. But Since you aren't technically Felan, Reaper's aren't sure what too expect of you. But I got a loophole." He looked to the guards. "Go have fun you two, she will stay with me. I'm more then enough in case something happens." He looked back at Azrael. "No offense."<br/><br/>Azrael smirked "None taken." A strange presence overwhelmed her and she got into a fighting position. She watched as another man appeared beside Zane, a venomous air around the strange guy made all the hairs on her arms raise up as gooseflesh appeared on her skin.<br/><br/>Zane sighed and chuckled. "Ladies and gentleman, the intangible yet visible image of the Sentrada's living essence."<br/><br/>I can introduce myself.<br/><br/>"Nope."<br/><br/>Yes<br/><br/>"You would make it theatrical."<br/><br/>Whats the problem with that?<br/><br/>"Too flashy."<br/><br/>Hmph.<br/><br/>Zane laughed and turned back to Azrael. "Come on, you can come over with me. After all, your a guest." He said. He held out a hand to her.<br/><br/>Azrael was very intrigued with the so called Sentrada's living essence, hesitatingly she reached out took a deep breath then took his hand firmly in her own. "Alright, I still don't exactly feel like a guest though."