Azazel laughed. Petting the girl who was currently sucking him offs hair. He already knew of Michales exploits news of the angel had spread like wild fire. Chaos hung in the air over the city, demons brandishing weapons, shouting through the streets, fear, anger, such delicious chaos. It was a pity that none of it was his doing. The thought of going to the angels to bring them in had occurred to him. Though he would doubt they would trust him after past events.  He had never liked Michale much anyway with his unwavering loyalty to God and unending faith. Even when he had been an angel Michales actions made him sick.<br/><br/>Hearing a voice he turned his head to see who was in his house. With a sigh, he undid the leash that kept the girl at his throne.  Caressing the girl on the check he brought her head up to meet his gaze strings of saliva running down her mouth to his cock. " why don't you go find something to eat ." He told her.<br/><br/>The girl did not have to be told twice and took off running back to the kitchens without a second glance at the demons. Azazel  watched her go with a sigh, and then latched his belt back up. He stood up stretching and looked  at his visitor with a cocky smile. He knew who this was, this demon controlled legions and most would be afraid in his presence. From what he had heard he was a heartless bastard.<br/><br/><br/>" I take it you heard about Michale  Isn't it delicious, the chaos on the streets is a welcome change, and I never cared much for the judgment place...torture is not to my taste."