Their reaction was exactly what she was looking for. Azazel was just about to revel in the fact they weren't able to see her when the light from the woman's wand shone at her. A brief scowl flitted across her face, though her red eyes surely glinted in the wand light. She forgot about magic. "I'm sorry, did I get you?" she inquired, her voice pitched innocently as she peered down at the pair.

Truly, someone must be urging her to sweep through this town like a rattoner. Sometimes it was dirty work, but seeing as Zel always ended up full, she didn't mind.

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