CHAPTER THIRTEEN“I SWEAR ON SATAN'S left tit, that stubborn kabu is going to get himself and his followers killed,” Lucifer grumbled. “It's as if he learned nothing in two thousand years. He deserves his fate. It'll save me the embarrassment of having a progeny so stupid.”
Kissera and Zarek struggled to keep up with him as he stormed out of Beleth's camp.
“We tried to talk some sense into him. Not our fault he's an i***t. Tell Satan to handle it herself,” Kissera said.
Lucifer stopped short, whipped around to face her. “The fumes must be getting to your head. Zarek, explain. I'm too pissed.”
“Satan doesn't handle things herself. You don't say no to her. You don't admit failure. You do what she says and you succeed, or you end up like Lucifer and Azazel.”
“She locked me up for two tho
