Cyanide of Riddance chapter 13.
#14 of Cyanide of riddance.
Azaz l can fly and summon weapons out of his back, no kidding.
"And when did it become a crime to be passionate about your work?" Lioness asked. "So what if I love the characters I created? Screw her, right? And kidnapping my daughter, whoo, how tacky. Not to mention cliche! You don't talk much, do you, Azazel?"
"Azazel talks when Azazel has something to say," Azazel replied. "I'm just trying to pass the time, man. Listen, I know you're a demon cat thing, but don't you have any feelings? I mean, it isn't hard to destroy innocent people that have never wronged you?"
"Everyone's wronged Azazel."
"Really? Wow. If that's the way you feel, maybe we'd all be better off if you didn't exist." But then Azazel had gotten out his machine gun at lioness and growled. "Azazel has every right to exist!" He roared. "Ok, ok, dude, relax. Don't get so defensive."
"Azazel needs rest." Then they land onto the middle of the street and a car drives past lioness, scaring her. "Here? This is where you want to rest? This is the single most dangerous place you could be situated! There are so many other places you could be, Azazel, that would be more safer and would cause less problems! Why here?"
"Azazel shouldn't have to leave. Everyone else should leave. They are the ones who are stupid!"
Oy! Azazel, you are a handful." A newspaper then flies into lioness' face and then she grabs it off. The picture seems to have boydane on it. "I'm sorry, old gang," she said to herself. "But I have to save my daughter. Oh, Azazel, I think I actually know where they are!"