The creature made a horrid sound while it twisted and attacked with the rest of its body spikes.
Lucifer's hold tightened as he pulled me with him back, and forth; left to right and hovered up and down at tremendous speed.
He exclaimed,
"Don't loosen your grip on me, ok?!"
As he said that, I felt his grip on me loosened and mine digging unto his fabric, as strong as I could.
He spread his wings and hovered just until we were over the creature's head. As soon as his arms encircled me, his wings encircled us both in a protective sphere. The feathers on his wings started to sprout from their natural alignment and thus acquiring the formation of a Morning Star.
He pulled me further into his embrace and whispered,
"Close your eyes..."
Didn't think it twice, I gritted my teeth and shut my eyes hard. The only free senses I had to witness such morbidity were my sense of hear and my sense of smell.
As soon as we impact the creature, a gushing disgusting sound followed. There was a putrid smell of burnt rotted flesh. Thanks to Lucifer pressing me against his body and my nostrils having a whiff at the demon's indistinct pleasant smell, the stench was more tolerable.
Even after the whole ordeal, I couldn't help wanting to snuggle up a little to convince myself he really was here.
I knew he had already noticed about my actions, but he let me have my way for some time until he started shifting a little; hinting we should get up.
Once at our feet, I could see better what a horrid disaster my studio had ended up. Either be it blood or any other substance, the studio was covered in all of it.
Just as I perceived earlier, the substance smelled funny.
Lucifer tidied up his suit and surprisingly his wings were back to their usual form and clean. One would imagine, that since he practically plummeted the thing with his wings, he would be covered in its flesh and blood, but he wasn't.
The curiosity was eating me up so, I asked,
"How did you...? I didn't know that you... Why aren't you covered in... In ... THAT?"
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THE SHADOW BOOK OF DEMONS: NEAR THE END OF DAYS
FantasyTwo years ago, I waved goodbye to the Devildom. Days passed, and I've dedicated myself to studyng at the university as your average human student, surounded by average humans; no magic spells clases, no hell creature anatomy and no finding myelf try...
