Davis patiently watched over Azariel as the latter tried his best to control the absorption process.
Inwardly, many thoughts ran through Davis's head.
Even though he knew Azariel would dislike it, he still chose to move forward with this plan because he had his own thoughts about it when it comes to whom his inheritance should belong to.
'Others are after my essences like they're dogs with their tongues out, drooling with saliva, and if that's my eventual fate no matter how I struggle, then I'd rather Azariel devour me whole and enhance my family's defenses… and this is nothing but a seed to allow him to pin the chaos essence down when it's being pulled apart from me… this will make sure he gets the chaos essence even if others overcome my resistance and devour me.'
Davis couldn't help but smirk, but also smile wryly. He had planned for his eventual demise, but it was unknown if Azariel would choose to eat him.
