Of course not!
Only a fool would think this was an opportunity, or take Cyrabelle for a fool. Such an obvious opening had trap written all over it.
Green sneered inwardly and ignored Cyrabelle's act of vulnerability. Her acting was convincing, but she had no idea Green had an inside man at her side.
Wood Slater had just received a Magic Message from Cyrabelle, telling him to lie in ambush nearby. If anything went wrong, she would activate a Spatial Lockdown scroll, trapping herself and the Death Angel together.
At that point, Wood Slater could step in and easily kill or seal the immobilized Death Angel.
For a moment, Green was genuinely tempted. After joining forces with Cyrabelle to bring down the Behemoth, he could pretend to turn hostile and make her use the Spatial Lockdown scroll. She would be trapping herself. Once his Wood avatar appeared, he could do whatever he pleased!
But after weighing it carefully, Green abandoned the tempting idea. Cyrabelle's position and connections were worth far more than anything he could gain by capturing her.
After this, Wood Slater would have fought at her side. Through Cyrabelle, he would surely gain access to the Lorenzo Kingdom's upper ranks and learn important secrets even Green's true body could never uncover.
Green made his decision. Ignoring Cyrabelle's performance, he sent the Death Angel hurtling toward the Behemoth.
To break free of the spatial restraints, Xihanu Lawrence had burned through his life force and unleashed a surge of power. He was now badly weakened. As his strength faded, so did the beast's influence, allowing his own mind to regain control. He could barely maintain the transformation: his thick fur receded, and his enormous limbs shrank. He was turning human again.
"No! Damn it, have I reached my limit already?"