[Azeil]

Azeil, in the armor, began to just... well, shred it, really. He was not sure /what/ this was, but he suspected magic himself. He supposed the woman would have many enemies, so it shouldn't be any particular surprise. "This is not death," he said, amusement lining his voice, a smile on his lips. "You'd allow yourself to die by some mere /trick/?" He did not enjoy fighting, but the lack of blood helped. He didn't enjoy blood in the least, unlike Asura.