"You and your rancid demons. What is wrong with you?"

Gadreel moved his foot off of Aleister and the other rolled over, coughing hard as blood splattered onto the floor. Great, he'd have to fucking clean that too. Aleister looked up at Lucifer and his body ached so much, he didn't really fancy moving. Then again, he didn't fancy getting stomped on again.

He knew he had to just get through this so he crawled his way to Lucifer, honestly glad to be closer to someone who was a bit more pro-demon than this asshole. He looked at Lucifer, curious and obviously afraid. This could only go badly. "What treat, master?"