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Into the inn of Dido came an Angel. His instincts had led him there. It
was Azazel. The ancient father of the nephilim Zuzim. Like Shemhazai he had been one of the Grigori. And
like Shemhazai had he been imprisoned for eternal times in the darkness of Gehenna. But now he had been released by Angel
Gabriel, by the order of Jehovah God. This was Jehovah's revenge upon Hama for their worship of Ashima. For Azazel
was no pure soul. He was the Watcher who had become most human in his ways. Acquiring even humanity's darkest sides. He
had acquired greed and pride and selfishness and rage and aggressiveness. And he had indeed
been the most violent and fearsome of the Watchers. A troublemaker was he. A destructive force. And now he was set free
upon Earth once more. But his thousands of years in suffering had torn his body apart. And he fell fainted to the floor as
he entered. And Dido and Shemhazai found him there. The eyes of Azazel were fretted away. Never more were he to be able
to see. And the few black feathers that were left on his wings were crooked and filthy. He was
indeed a poor sight. But he woke up at last. And the little girl Zuzi - the reborn Zuzumi - was very afraid. Afraid
of her old, violent and maddened father. But the first thing that Azazel heard was Atalja singing at the inn. And
he was enchanted by her voice. And he was made at peace. And for the first time in thousands of years did he eat. And
all night long did he and Shemhazai speak. And Atalja sung to Azazel. She felt very sorry for the torn but polite
and still beautiful angel. And she fell in love with him. And she knew right away that he was the one that she wanted
to marry and to share her life with. And the most terrible of angels became a kind and loving soul.
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