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Azrael pulled the scythe from the corpse of the creature that had made the mistake of thinking he was its next meal. He continued to walk along the path, letting his scythe evaporate in his hand as he walked. He didn’t need it right now. He knew Darius and Peyton would stick to the path. It was the safest place to be before reaching the cave. The rest of the jungle was teeming with monsters that were powerful enough to kill even a Reaper. Only the smartest creatures would think to check the path for prey, but Azrael was hunting a prey of his own. And he was getting closer.