"Holy fucking… what sort of things are that?" looking at the abomination appearing from their hiding the moments he starts exuding even just a small amount of killing intent directed to them, Azrael couldn't help but ask as he watches these 'creatures' if you could even call them that, crawl, or rather, flow from their spot then either towards or away from him.
"Run… away…"
"Don't… wake… it… up…"
"Dangerous… dangerous…"
"Pain… it hurts…"
Now finally understanding where the killing intent came from, Azrael couldn't help but wonder why it is that their bodies are naturally exuding an immense killing intent, only now realizing that each one of their figures is letting out the very same one, as if they were part of one and the same creature.
Seeing that they don't have any clear ill intent towards him though as they approach far slower than he expected, not even throwing an attack when he is already within their sight.
