Poenus: How Azrael falls (BL)

The Cat

SETTA

Everyone in the palace had felt the shift in the air and he couldn't help but grin. He had been outside the room where the two where held in eavesdropping on whatever sounds came from the said room. When he heard a crash and the feeling of dark magic he couldn't help but be excited.

See, Setta lived for chaos often causing trouble whenever he went.

He did not dare interrupt imagining the face of the raven haired General if he found out that he was bound to another which was impossible. Due to his mutation his ears twitched as he could hear footsteps approaching but paid it no heed as he knew who they were. Immediately the golden haired queen rushed to him her face was calm but her eyes were worried.

Though he hated her presence he didn't show it, after all the only thing he came to agree with her was when she was concerned with her brother. He knew the feeling too well, even though both of them were younger than their siblings they were determined to protect them.

"Well what are you staring at me for? Go before he hurts himself any further."

Hearing his words the queen, without any hesitation kicked the double doors off its hinges. The other generals face palmed knowing how Draco would throw a fit later.

Without the double doors, everyone could see Draco in Azrael form and everyone stilled himself included. His very presence showed off death as everyone had difficulty in breathing. Draco wasn't moving instead of activating his powers as everyone expected he was kneeling in front of the battered up assassin. The raven haired general was magnificent in his form but everyone was wondering what was with his expression.

"Draco?"

The queen cautiously called out worry evident in her voice. Everyone was reluctant to say anymore, the raven haired general slowly faced them, his lilacs orbs replaced by onyx and it seemed to suck out all life. For a few moments everyone just stood still, not moving nor speaking. He assessed the situation, Draco seemed to be in shock and everyone didn't dare aggravate him further fearing he might lash out. Don't get him wrong Draco was a patient person but when merged with Azrael it was difficult to control himself.

Everyone sighed in relief as they felt his magic fading, his long hair was back to normal and his pale skin was back in a normal shade, his onyx orbs were slowly fading to lilac as his wings were disentegrated away. The heavy atmosphere was gone and they could breathe easier. The raven haired general slumped back his eyes wide, the queen and Mina wasted no time and approached the two. The assassin and Draco were motionless but they're eyes were wide their faces shocked.

The state of the room was in a disarray and both of them had bruises in various parts of their body, he could see Leah frowning at the assassin who was being attended by his wonderful sister but she didn't say anything. Scratching his ears he sighed and approached Draco who's head was resting at Leah's lap, his face was blank as Leah was reassuring him running her hands through his inky black hair. He knelt down in front of the siblings and the queen reluctantly let him heal the general. Leah might be a magic user but she did not specialize healing, unlike him and his sister who specialized in different kinds of magic.

He muttered a spell as his hands emitted a soft pink glow, he hovered it in front of the scarred general's cheek were a purplish mark was seen, slowly he moved it downwards until he had healed every external wounds in his body. Draco was probably in a daze as he didn't mind as what he often called him 'the human cat' healing his wounds, he laughed on the inside being the courteous person the raven haired general was he would have to put their differences and probably his pride to thank him. Enemy or not Draco was very courteous and respectful unless he was in Azrael form.