[RedRose4]

Footsteps echoed throughout the corridor as large white wings brushed up against the narrow stoned wall as the angel passed by. Azrael's violet eyes gazed forward, piercing into the person at the end of it, cowering for their life.

"I didn't mean it, please don't!" The middle aged man said while putting his hands up, above his head to sheild himself.
Azrael stopped before the man, raising his brow and tucking his wings against his back while inspecting the person before him. "You might not have meant it, but that doesn't rid you of your sins." Azrael stepped forward, kneeling before the man and listening to the sounds of him cowering in fear.
"I'll make it quick, I promise."
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Crows flew off into opposite directions when the large angel walked out of the building, wiping his red hands with a white cloth, his attention fixated upon his destination. His home.
Azrael walked forward, his wings 'hiding' in order to ensure no human could see them as he made his way back to where he had come from. It looked as if he was far from civilization, having no possibility of being seen, although Azrael knew all too well how easy it could be for others to see him, so he kept himself hidden. Even worse, he didn't want the demons to notice his wings. It would make him an easy target.