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Azriel sat patiently in the chair she was placed in. Her arms and legs were shackled to it so she didn't try to escape. Her purple optics examined the room around her, seeing doctors and a few business men. She knew what they wanted but knew that they couldn't get it. Her thin pink lips curled into a sadistic smirk as she closed her eyes, a doctor slowly approached her. "I wouldn't touch me if I were you..." She said, calmly. The doctor stopped his approach and looked back at the other doctor who nodded slightly. Sighing heavily, the first doctor finished his approached and place a surgical blade to Azriel's temple. Once the blade touched her temple, her left hand reached up, breaking the shackle off her arm and pushing her fist into the doctor's stomach, breaking the skin, she felt the blood run down her arm as the force of her fist ripped through his stomach and broke through his back. Chuckling, she ripped her arm out of his stomach and watched as his body fell limp to the floor. "Told you..." She said still smiling sadistically.  Azriel's purple optic's narrowed as the other doctors backed away slowly and the business men took off from the room. "You should know better then to tie down a demon such as myself. I'm not to happy about you men capturing me then shackling me down like I'm some kind of animal.." She said, calmly with a hint of sarcasm.