The sound of wingbeats filled the air. Mere seconds later, Illumina met the ground, his cape dragging behind him as he came to a graceful stop. Though he didn't have visible pupils, it appeared that he was peering side to side. Illumina could've sworn he'd seen a figure in the distance - the figure in question being you, - but it was not his business to deal with the mortals of Hell. Fixing up his clothing, he would instead leave the area, as if he had never even seen you.