Chapter 1681

"What can I say? This small room suited me more. It feels like the spiritual energy in here was richer." Azrael looked a little clueless and bewildered. "My point is that I've stayed in almost every room up to the fourth level. This room is the one I feel most comfortable with. Why else would I have fought you for it previously?" "Well, good on you for remembering it." Perseus rolled his eyes but didn't bother getting mad at Azrael. Both of them knew each other because of a tussle over the room. Back then, Perseus was heavily injured, and he couldn't come to. Harlan, Preston, and even Neville wanted to take his life. Fred and Azrael were the ones who guarded him while Ramona moaned sensually for three days. It was something Perseus would never forget. "Fine. Suit yourself. I'm going upstairs now. Speed it up, Azrael." "Okay. Godspeed, Perseus." Azrael clenched his fits, and a hint of bloodlust flashed in his eyes. Recently, he had been having nightmares every night. In it, he