After the pact with Liliana, the demoness had given control over the body back to Lily.
His exclusive maid hadn't bothered questioning how he knew so much about them, she just prepared a bath for him and left to do other things.
Azazel had taken a long relaxing bath but then, his fatigue caught up to him.
He didn't even bother putting on clothes, he just slumped on the bed in his underwear, then slept properly, for the first time in a while.
During his slumber, Azazel had noticed within his subconscious that his essence was being drawn out of him rapidly.
At first he thought it was lily but the demoness herself seemed a little too tired before she had left him, and somehow his gut feeling was telling him it wasn't her afterall, she wasn't the only one trying to devour his essence.
The tainted blade could but it hadn't done so yet, that left one other thing.
The unhatched raven Huginn.
