The two were silent, before they helped Lilim into the house, essentially carrying her, and laying her down on one of the couches in the den.

"Ahhh, shit." Lex muttered.

"We need to help her, and fast." he told Azazel.

"If we can." Azazel replied.

"Why wouldn't we be able to?" Lex asked.

"...the damage to her is worse than last time." Azazel explained.

"I... don't know if we can bring her back from this."

Alex looked at the newcomer, and nodded.

"No worries." he said.

"It's understandable." he told her.

"Anyway, yes, please help her." he then said.

"She's very badly hurt. And we can't do anything." he lamented.

"Yeah..." Azazel muttered.

"These injuries are... beyond cruel."

"Got it." Azazel replied.

"I'm the runner, then." Alex said.

"Let's do this." Azazel told her.

And so they did. The three of them worked on Lilim for... well, they had no idea. They all seemed to lose track of time.

However, they eventually succeeded in stabilizing Lilim.

"Whew." Alex exhaled.

"We did it." he said.

"Seems so." Azazel agreed.

"Which is good." Alex replied.

He then sighed, and looked at the woman.

"Hey..." he said.

"There anything I can do to repay you?" he asked.

"...wait." he then said.

"Coffee!" he realised, snapping his fingers.

"We have some of that King's Bounty blend, if you're interested."

Alex just laughed.

"A client." he replied.

"She gave it to me as a gift for helping her." he said.

"Yeah, she was loaded, but it seems that I put her mind at ease, which caused her to give it to me as a gift." he went on.

"I'll get you some." he finished, before leaving the room.

"...well, then." Azazel then commented.

"Didn't expect THE Sydney Sherwood to show up here." he admitted.

"Aimee really knows who to go to for help." he chuckled.

"Well, whatever works." Azazel responded.

"Still. Thanks." he said.

"Lex and I really weren't doing anything useful." he lamented.

"....damn it." he then quietly cursed.

"That damn dark elf." he said further.

"It's just not right that he gets the privileges he does."

"Ah, yes." Azazel replied.

"That reminds me." he said.

"Once that transfer happens, you'll need to do a mandatory review of your 'staff'." he told her.

"Which includes me." he went on.

"That being said, I do hope you'll let me continue to keep my position." he continued.

"Quite frankly, it makes being down there SO much more tolerable." he mumbled.

"I get along with hellspawn creatures more than demons..." he added quietly, shaking his head.

"Ah, right." Azazel said.

"Her name's Lilim." he replied.

"And... well... it's a bit of a story." he said.

Lex then returned with coffee for Sydney, and Azazel sighed.

He proceeded to tell her about Lilim. Who she was, her past, his relationship with her, everything. He spared no details.

"So... yeah." he mumbled.

"She's stuck on this plane." he told her.

"To return to Hell would mean certain torture and destruction."

Azazel sighed.

"Not much CAN be done." he said.

"An exiled demon is... a pretty wretched creature." he admitted.

"And they don't really fall under ANY jurisdiction here on this plane. Not that the others would care about it, as you said." he muttered.

"All that can be done is to try and defend against that dark elf." he continued.

"Which... easier said than done, I know."

Azazel just sighed.

"Not really." he said.

"I mean, I can only think of ONE line of defense." he told her.

"A strong necromancer may be able to force him back." he said further.

"...hence why this place is good." he went on.

"Not many necromancers stronger than Lex and Aimee." he reasoned.

"I'll do all I can to help protect her." Lex chimed in.