Azuriel - - - Misiel
The two approached at their own pace. They weren’t in any more of a hurry now than they were hours ago. The two were perfect beings. Tall, muscular, beautiful in the most haunting way. Their eyes were like daggers that pierced right into the soul of whatever they looked at. They walked in a way that radiated power and danger.
“They weren’t kidding,” Misiel said in wonder. “You really will just stand around all day if that’s what your orders are,” she said.
“Doesn’t it make you upset?” Azuriel asked. “Your time has been wasted, all you’ve done is stand out here and take it,” he said.