"You will pay for my grandson's life!" The old man exclaimed as he flicked his finger. The thousands of spikes all turned into sharp blades, moving on their own, cutting Lucifer into thousands of pieces, all falling to the ground.
The old man watched the scene, his heart filled with a mix of satisfaction and sorrow. It was a bittersweet victory, knowing that his grandson's life had been avenged but his grandson could never return to life.
The old man watched the bloodstained floor that was tainted with Lucifer's blood. However, as he watched the scene, he felt a mild headache. The surroundings had turned hazy as if the world itself was moving.
The strange phenomenon lasted only for an instant yet at the same time, it felt like it was for an eternity.
