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"What do you mean he's not there," Azazel asked. He was more agitated than usual. Kokabiel had interrupted his recreational time with the humans.
"I mean that I went to see him and he's gone. His chains were broken with magic I believe. Og is nowhere to be found."
"That weasel Dantalion will answer for this. I want the giant found."
"I can assure you that the Great Duke is looking feverishly. At last count, he had over a thousand of his goats searching for Og. In his defense brother, there are probably ten or more demons residing here in Sheol that we have yet to visit and who are capable of such magic. Some of them are from the first fall. Any of them could be in league with Og."
"He calls himself the ruler of this place. At least he used to. He should know if treachery is afoot."
"Treachery is always afoot Azazel. We're living amongst demons."
"And what of you brother? You don't seem bothered by the giant's escape. He could have been a powerful ally."
Kokabiel shook his head. "There was no turning the giant. I have spent almost as much time with Og as Armaros has. He would have given himself over to the madness before joining with us."
"Perhaps you are right," Azazel said. His mood lightened. He turned his back to his brother and began leading Kokabiel deeper into the old slave quarters. They hadn't gone far at all when Azazel stopped and extended his hand into an almost completely empty rock cell. Its only contents: three human females who were naked, bloodied, and sobbing. "It doesn't matter what happens to Og," he continued. "Soon real giants, my sons, will roam the halls of Sheol once again. We will feed them meat, and we will watch them grow."
"And in the meantime?" Kokabiel asked.
"We shall begin our search of course."
"Our search for what Azazel?"
"The rest of our family."
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