'He pulled me in sooner than I thought.'
Azrail thought as he looked at the situation around him. All around him were several weapons. Each of them looked unique and divine as they floated all around him. Most of them screamed that they could kill Azrail with a touch, and now Azrail was floating in the centre of the weapons that seemed to spread about as far as the eye can see without any limits.
Azrail didn't question anything. He stayed there, floating between the vast emptiness of weapons, and within a second soon the weapons started to shake. It didn't even do anything. All of them were shaking, shaking as if.
'They are in fear.'
