“Why hasn’t he made a move yet?” she asked suddenly. I looked at my sister. “Lucifer was so angry at us for closing the Heaven Gate right in front of him. He could find me if he really, truly wanted to. But he hasn’t. Why do you think that is?”
That was a question I wasn’t in the mood to answer, since I didn’t want to know. Beings like Lucifer were too complicated and dangerous to understand. But Dro had a point. He could have shown up at any time and obliterated us. Instead, we were waiting for him to make a move.
I thought back to the battle we’d been caught in the night we destroyed the Heaven Gate. The angels charging forward to fight the demons spilling out of the portals Lucifer created, despite their rapidly fading powers. The amount of strength Michael had when he started a fight with Lucifer. The way the Devil looked at me before we escaped, his lips mouthing a single, terrifying promise:
I will destroy you.
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