"I don't know, I hear archangels are all powerful but you're in a cage, your brothers are dead and one of them is in hell, the bitch of a low level demon." He was just saying. And yeah, he was seeking to piss him off but he liked Lucifer's impotent rage. It fuelled him. Like a beautiful, burning fire of pettiness.

"Look, I'll pass the word on and I'm sure the other brother will probably sort this whole thing out. Sam will be gone, you'll be back in your cage and we'll see what's left of your brother." Aleister smirked at Lucifer, content with his lot. "But good tip on the archangels. Good to know they're such a boost. Like little energy drinks."