Yuriel stares at the dumbfounded Zephariel, who is struggling to find a word to reply. The Supreme Deity understands the ruler of the Underworld's intense internal conflict: to know or not to know, either option can only bring him more pain. He doesn't find any joy or blissful entertainment in torturing his children this way––they are way younger than him in terms of age and their creation. But if push had come to shove, he had no problem with striking down another tower or two. Yuriel shrugs, evidently bored by the long silence in the room: "It is all your choice. I don't take any benefit from this messed-up plan, and I wasn't the one who started the revenge. Don't take any offense, Yoru, I never blame you for what you did. I just want to get everything clear on the table."