Azazel shrugged and jumped off of the clock tower. He cast some wind magic so he could float down safely instead of plummeting to his death. After landing he smiled and looked at the Keyblade Master. "I care little for this war. I only seek a way to control the Darkness and make sure that no world falls prey to the Heartless. I wish you luck in your journeys though." 

Then Cyrus gave a monologue about power or something. What was important was he just attacked a Keyblade Master without any fear. This was someone that Azazel could respect. He jumped away from the Keyblade Master and landed near Bellasiel. He looked towards her and then looked back to Cyrus and Arthal. "You fought the Heartless well. I respect that." He shrugged and looked at Mac and Cheese. "I was going to help if it was needed. You just didn't need it." Azazel cast some more wind magic as a shield just in case the battle got too close.