The Necromancer's Pact: Private Conversations

[Koji]

Tiriel and Khazrael in the snow

Khazrael fusses with his hair, quite disheveled since the explosion, before responding.

"He flies like a Drow. I bet if I turned my eyes on, I'd be blinded by the magic stuck to him. I actually thought you were a priest like him, way back when."

He clarifies, "Some people give me a feeling. Places too, I think it's my demon blood. You know I've never been able to willingly enter a church?"