lucifer hissed in discomfort at the deep stab wound in his abdomen.

he was severely weakened and unable to use his abilities.

he was more human than archangel at this point. even if he wasn’t seen as an angel.

he passed a hand through his soaking wet hair as his blue eyes darted around at his surroundings.

it was pitch black out and currently pouring rain - with him left in an alleyway.