[ The insinuation in Alastor's words made Lucifer's nostrils flare, a scowl taking over the smug grin as his eyes narrowed. ]

Like hell. You can get your dirty little shadows off me right now, sinner. His wings gave a partial flap in, briefly surging him upward against the shadows and putting a strain on the dark magic. The body might be small, but the strength in it was something else. ]

Or I'll make sure you regret it.