In a gloomy environment with dark night skies, a silver-haired man stood alone. His right arm crumbled before regenerating. This process took a few more times until it was completely intact.
Rael heaved a sigh of relief. He was currently in the Death Dimension. Along with him, the entire young and beautiful female population of the Lower World was present.
Most of them were sleeping but it looked as if his wives had woken up. Lucifer stood shoulder to shoulder with Rael while Mira generated some kind of a potion and splashed it on the faces of Alizejh and Aria to wake them.
Moments later, all of them sat on a wooden table right in front of a Gothic castle that was surrounded by ethereal flowers and ice.
Lucifer was the first to break the silence.
"What happened back there?"
Rael kept silent for a few seconds. He was confused and deep in thought similar to the others. Raising his eyes to match Lucifer's, he spoke hesitantly.