"Uh… Uncle Michael?" Ariel looked at Michael in shock.
One thing that she knew about Michael was that he wasn't going to be as pleasant and as warm as Azriel or Lucifer. And considering how he was emitting the aura of anger in the dining hall earlier and how her grandmother went to 'talk' with him, she guessed in an instant that he was there to cause trouble.
Michael gave a glare to Ariel and then replied in a monotone, "Yes, that's right. I'm Michael. At least it looks like my dear brother made you aware of who I was."
He walked and stood not too far away from Ariel. And he asked in a voice that was filled with hatred, "Or was it your grandmother who told you about me? What did she tell you? Did she ask you to be cautious of me? Did she tell you that I was a bad Uncle?"
