Fenrir and Selene teleported to Azazel's castle. It was a massive structure, reminiscent of humanity's Dark Ages—foreboding, well-kept, and upgraded with the best technology discovered across several planets. Fenrir and Selene quickly walked into the hall, brushing aside the guards who tried to stop them.
"Welcome, please sit," Azazel gestured to a couple of empty seats, his voice calm. "We have some very important information to share."
Beezle, Adramelech, Astaroth, and Verrine presented surveillance on the Savior party. Eris and Helen sat behind Azazel. Ankha sat beside Azazel, looking like a mere sliver of his usual titanic size, thanks to a spell from Eris.
"Our intel shows everything went according to plan at the Ruins," Astaroth presented. "Our secret agent passed on the necessary information from our hidden ally and tried to have Brie and Sora to reveal the position of the elves. Unfortunately, they failed."
