His wings also looked less like an angel and more like the wings of a Demon near his shoulders. Each of his wings appeared to be one and a half meters long, which didn't appear to be much.
"One thing I didn't want to borrow from him," Lucifer muttered, shaking his head. He expected to take the powers and not the physical features, which could mess with his look.
"What happened to you?" Arthur landed before Lucifer, noticing his wings.
Duke also landed beside him. "Where's that guy?"
"He's dead," Lucifer replied. "Now stop wasting my time and finish up the rest. Leave me alone."
Lucifer was already pretty upset because of these wings. He didn't want to spend more time talking about it.
He flew away, picking his cloak on the way.
After finding a peaceful place, he again landed on the ground and started to wonder about his wings.
