"What do you mean?" Aleister frowned, trying to wrap his head around the question but suddenly, Lucifer's giant fucking boyfriend was looming over him and he swiftly curled into himself, bracing for a hit.

"What do you think he means?"

"I-I don't know! What sort of power? In strength? Management? Power is a broad thing!" He got more powerful all the time but mostly in management, not really in strength or power.