Caezel watched the proceedings, collecting his wits and regretting the rather stupid statement he made in claim. Claim an angel in front of the Prince of Darkness and an ethereal being? He counted himself lucky the fairy had burst in. He stood back to watch the proceedings, making no movement as the prince unleashed shadowy tendrils to lock all involved to the ground; as attempting to mess with such magic was in and of itself rather foolish. And, he reasoned, the moment he made a move against the two captors of the angel, he would be screwed doubly. He hadn't made it this long by making stupid moves.

He backed into the forest, recalling the potions he had left. A rather useless potion to subdue and one that worked as a weak flashbang. Neither were optimal for the purpose. But he could get in with the demon prince for just a little while by acting in his interests. He took the long way around the scene before, blade drawn, walking towards Aurora and careful to make no noise to expose his presence. At least, he thought, he smelled as the dirt he was walking upon.