Azrael was just thankful that she hadn't grabbed his right hand.
Azrael's right hand was already throbbing with rot, and if she twisted it in that grip, then he was sure that he might pass out from how painful it would have been.
Azrael raised his uniform sleeve a little to take a look at the skin beneath and he frowned when he saw his wrist was already turning red. The skin under his gloves had already rotted, and it was starting to spread up his arm.
Azrael turned to his system.
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Status: Cursed by Necrosis
Rate of Propagation: 35%
Days Till Complete Propagation: 5 Days
Comment: User is in the Neutral Zone
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Azrael needed to finish this mission quickly.
"Alright, killers, now that we're done with the attendance, let's get into more important things."
Scar finally finished the attendance and morning announcement, and he dropped his tablet to the side while leaning back against the table.
