#Chapter82

"You can do better, Seth" Lucifer taunted, yawning a little, and my body moved on it's own, the purple fog joining me in my attack. I tried to grab his shirt, but my hands only grasped air, as he got out of my way in an instant.

"Catch" he exclaimed playfully, and I spun around to see where he stood now, but my face only met with a chair, that he has thrown my way. I flew across the room, my back hitting the wall hard, the chair falling down next to me. I coughed, trying to catch my breath after the sudden collide with the golden furniture, but...