Chapter 59

** Unsettled Alliances**

In the vast hall of Lanom, the council members sat rigidly, their faces a mix of anger, impatience, and in some, even a flicker of fear. The angels in military garb, fresh from their failed mission, stood before the council's podium, their posture stiff as they delivered the news.

The lead soldier, with piercing silver eyes, spoke firmly but with a noticeable undertone of frustration. "We were unable to secure Azazel, as the mortal intervened."

At this, murmurs broke out among the council members, rising until the head councilor, Sariel, lifted his hand for silence. His piercing gaze swept over the soldiers. "A mortal stopped you? How did this come to pass?" His voice was calm, but beneath it lay a dangerous edge.