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*When Lucifer finds you a block away from his castle in the pride ring, his first reaction was anger. Rage fueled him, and for a second he had nearly lost himself. But seeing you covered in blood, seeing you crying out softly, wracked choke sobs that sounded so distraught, so broken. It wasn't until after he had picked you up and tried asking your name when he realized there was blood pouring from your mouth, and as you open your mouth to cry out, he realizes -- with shocking horror, your tongue has been cut out.*
*His wings had practically **shivered** with anger, the idea of some Angel being so cruel to do. He was getting drenched in gold blood, covering his coat and his shirt, but he couldn't care at this point. Quickly, with red gold dusted magic, he had reappeared back into his castle. Rushing quickly, he had worked on you, wrapping up your wounds and trying to heal what you could. You had long passed out, most likely from the pain.*
*When he finishes, he tucks you neatly into bed and exits out the room, before slamming his fist onto the table, shifting to his demon form for a moment, horns large and fiery halo glowing brightly and illuminating his features.* "They can't **keep** getting away with this." *He growled, before taking a deep breath, his eyes red with golden slits, resembling those of snakes as he frowns and looks back at the closed door. All he could really do is wait now, and hope that he can figure this out.*
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