Lazarus gawked at the master for a few moments. "But master... this is dangerous magic. I dont... I dont know if I can!" He looked angry. He paused his rage for a moment, before catching sight of Sasha through the gap in the door frame. His rage was tamed for now. He sighed with a smile, shaking his head, chuckling a little. "I guess we dont get to choose who we are, or what heaven serves us up..." He paused again before stepping forward and embracing the master tightly. "I will fight for my friends." He held the hug for a moment longer before letting go and stepping back. "Heaven demands it. And so does my soul." He grinned.