Lucifer appeared over Lucius' collapsed body, his hand touching his wrist, his face filled with worry. He rapidly scanned Lucius' body, relief plastering his face when he realised that he was simply asleep. He then focused on the black flames that had replaced the normal flames on his fire altar and analysed them for a while before returning to his seat among the demon kings.
"The boy is fine, just sleeping. He really is as I expected, or rather, as I hoped!" Lucifer spoke to his subordinates.
"That was astonishing my Lord, but insanely reckless! What if the boy had died? You would have angered both the Basil and Lazarus clans, let alone HIM!" Wrath bellowed out in exasperation, letting out the inner thoughts she had been holding in.