Charmeine's smile lasted on her face. The two of them had moved into a more closed-off area where others couldn't gaze much at it, as she turned to look at him, her expression going back to looking more lost as she spoke.
"It's time."
Azrail, taking in the words, received a notification that was a link that directly took him to the location. Thus, looking at Charmeine, Azrail gave a nod after which the two of them disappeared from the place, just some shining particles left over.
...
'Hot.'
That was the first word that came to mind of Azrail as he arrived in the place. All around him was a mix of metal and heat—a mixture that was making it hot all around: powerful runes running around in structure everywhere. Right now, Azrail was in an open area, maybe a vast hallway that screamed power and prestige.
The hotness here was a spread that kept elevating the situation, and in his notification of the place, Azrail read something more unique.
Status: Protected.
