Lucifer flew, but he was obedient despite his burning urge to escape from this whole situation. His wings carried him to a remote part of the edge of a forest, near a mountain trail that was off-limits at such a late hour. A few trees in, just in case, he descended. By the time he'd stepped out onto the path, he'd folded his wings back into himself as though absorbing them.
At least now he'd have some magic stored up... Or whatever he didn't use to heal himself, at any rate.
Despite his misgivings, he waited for Maou, standing alone on the quiet road and watching the ominous line of trees.
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Date: 2015-10-19 08:17 am (UTC)At least now he'd have some magic stored up... Or whatever he didn't use to heal himself, at any rate.
Despite his misgivings, he waited for Maou, standing alone on the quiet road and watching the ominous line of trees.