Sparks will fly

Lucifer took a knee and felt at her face. She was used to this sensation, but that didn't make it less successful. It would take a lot more to train Raven effectively if she wanted to survive the games, which was mandatory as far as Lucifer was concerned. The tall brunette stood up from the ground and made her way over to Aphrodite and Leech. She placed her hand on the platinum-blonde boy's shoulder, making the boy stand aside. 

"I'm good, Cypher, promise," the dark-haired goddess smiled at the usually brooding girl. Her purple eyes were scanning her skin for any bruises. When she didn't find any, she breathed a sigh of relief.  Aphrodite giggled at how worried Lucifer looked. "You're cute, Cypher. Don't worry about me. I'm not the one Ash whipped with a blade of fire."