"You shouldn't fear me because of my father. You should fear me because I am his son."
Antione grimaced in pain, that he tried so hard to hide but couldn't. The other men tried to rush to his rescue but Roshan pulled out his daggers and gave them a warning look. They stopped in their tracks knowing better than to fight a demon who was known for his skills to kill other demons.
Antione looked like he was being strangled. His face became pale and he fell on his knees. He could barely utter a word and all Lucian was doing was holding his arm. Roshan wondered what was going on.
Finally when Antione looked like he was going to die Lucian let go of his arm. As soon as his arm was free Antione fell back and crawled backward as if afraid to stay anywhere near Lucian. The other demons stared surprised, even Roshan.
Antione was a demon lord. He was much older than Lucian and he was known to be fearless and a skilled fighter. For him to look so scared, Lucian must have done something even if they saw him do nothing.
The other demons looked at each other, scared and confused. When Antione was a safe distance away from Lucian he finally let out a breath then tried to get up on his feet. He stumbled a little but then turned to Lucian with a straight face.
"What do you want?" He asked breathless and still pale.
"At my command, I want you to send your subordinates at any time and they shall obey me."
"You bast…" Erez began to curse as he tried to lurch at Lucian but Antione put a hand on his chest to stop him.
He shook his head at him as a warning then turned back to Lucian again. "Alright. If that's all you want." He said.
The others looked at him appalled.
"I hope you spread the word and if anyone disobeys report back to me and I shall pay them a visit," Lucian said in his most threatening tone.
"I shall do so, My Lord."
My Lord? That sounded funny coming from him. Roshan put his daggers back knowing that he wouldn't be needing them. Lucian's commands were already cutting through the air like sharp knives.
Without a word, Lucian vanished probably teleporting back home and Roshan followed. Once they arrived in the throne hall Roshan had to ask what Lucian did to frighten them so much.
"What did you do?"
Lucian sat on his throne with a thoughtful look. "I wasn't sure it would work but it did." He said.
"What worked?"
"Well, you know witches can draw power from nature like earth, sun, moon but also from each other. I am half-witch so I thought I would be able to do that. So when I grabbed his arm I drew power from him and used his own power against him." He explained.
"Are you saying witches can draw power from demons as well?" Roshan asked. Then they were in danger.
"Probably not. Witches are not physically as fast or as strong as demons. In fact, without their magic, they are no different from humans. Therefore grabbing a demon's arm long enough to withdraw power is not only difficult but suicidal as well. I, on the other hand, have the advantage of also being a demon."
Roshan listened fascinated. "That's genius. I knew you would be beast."
Lucian frowned. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"You should. Always. Especially if it comes from a woman." He winked leaning against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest.
"Do you think they are scared enough?" Lucian asked.
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