There was no denying that it sent him right into battle stations. He got out of the throne immediately and wished he had something at hand. He had blades he could use but this wasn't Lucifer. It was like a weird ghost Lucifer that he had no idea how to get rid of. He was getting stronger. He needed to do something and fast.

"How are you doing this?!"

Fuck. He was so glad he was alone in here, he did not need his subjects to see the second coming.