Azurael mused, she was now technically the highest ranking angel with the position Sephiroth had assigned her. She could in theory lay claim to the Relics and have her claim be legitimate. She did not want it - she saw the burden Sephiroth bore and what an unstable ruler could do in the form of Sasha. She looked at al'Tvor and realised he was never going to stop calling her Stormy. She didn't mind, after all she did happen to be a weather manipulator.

Azurael enjoyed the current peace, weather it was to be shortlived or longlived, she enjoyed it. She muttered under her breath about Grim, and how if he even came close to destroying the peace just for the sake of his amusement or for a few souls she would personally tear his wings off and shove them down his throat. She didn't know for sure if Grim was listening or not, but she figured his Creepiness probably would be.

Azurael turned her attention to Ma'ai. "If you must know, Sephiroth - or Lord Sephiroth to you, is now the ruler of both Kingdoms. Sasha is no longer a ruler. T'vor is the next highest ranking demon to Sephiroth. I am now the highest ranking Angel." Azurael said, giving a quick run down on the situation. She said it in a quick and brisk manner, in much the same way a soldier would to another.
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After having finished thier game of tug-of-war and neither Damien or the dragons sure who was worse for wear, Anuriel dragged them all along to the mess tent for some food. Anuriel saw Chrissa and called out to her favourite cook "Hello!"