Walking back and forward, Leviathan and Satan couldn't sit around and had to busy their body in order to escape from their anxiousness. The men had been locked outside the room and they could only wonder about the hallway, waiting for the baby's cries.
Ian sat down on the chair, appearing to be calm when his feet couldn't stop creating tapping noises that filled the entire hallway.
"Should it take this long?" Satan questioned impatiently.
"Were you not there when I was born?" Leviathan answered sharply and rolled his eyes, "It takes more than five hours, but indeed this is taking a little more time than usual."
"Well well it must be because the child is special," came the fourth voice that wasn't Ian's but Lucifer who appeared out of thin air. His robe swaying around as he stood near the door when Satan grabbed him by his shoulder.
"Where are you thinking of going to?" Satan inquired with his brows arched.
