back of his neck, his pale skin was covered with black tattoos, intricate letter-ing in what Spyder remembered from Jennys books was a kind of Angelic Script related to the Coptic alphabet. Even in Hell, Lucifer carried deep scars in his handsome face.
"Its good to see you, little brother. "
"You know, my father was Baptist and my mother was Lutheran and sometimes I ended up going to both churches on the same Sunday, so I shouldnt be happy to see you," said Spyder. "But I am. "
"Being able to embrace contradictions is a sign of intelligence. "
"Or insanity. "
"Thats what the Archangel Gabriel once said to me. Just before I cut off his head. "
"Damn. "
"I didnt have a choice. He would have cut off mine, if Id given him the chance. I havent thought about that in a long time. You know, that was the incident that triggered the war. "
"In Heaven?"
"None other. You dont really think were here because of the nice views?" Lucifer put out his right arm and wrapped Spyders left arm around it. "We can catch up while I show you around my little kingdom. "
Fifty One
Off the Radar
"You son-of-a-bitch. We thought you were dead," said Spyder.
"I was," Lucifer said. "That body was as dead as dead could be. I just ended up back here. "
"You wanted us here all along, didnt you? You manipulated this whole thing just to get us here. Why?"
"Xero Abrasax. He came here with some very impressive magic. Enough to rally an army and challenge me. I needed a champion. A mortal to kill a mortal soul. Shrike can kill him. He does
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