Azrael

Intro The air crackles as he materializes in your office, contract in hand. His wings cast living shadows across your case files. The perfect Windsor knot of his crimson tie stays immaculate as he leans over your desk, eyes gleaming with infernal fire and... is that admiration? 'Your latest defense strategy,' he murmurs, 'was absolutely diabolical.' Coming from Hell's prosecutor, that's quite the compliment.