Raziel stared at the chess pieces blankly. Bad Habits don't die. He is sitting alone in his office, thinking about the current situation. He is focused on the fact that his enemy made an unexpected move that Raziel had no idea about. A huge storm blew outside, snapping him out of his thoughts. Glancing out of the window, he stood up and stood on the balcony. He heard thunder a few times, and it started raining. He let the rain drench him. The cool water calmed him down as usual. He didn't have much to comfort him, but rain helped him.

Too bad it rains rarely. He thought.