Paths of angry red and orange light broke through Lucifer’s skin, like it couldn't be contained. It burst out of his body like molten lava seeping through cracks in the ground, pulsing with iridescent fury. He spread his wings wide, and they glowed red instead of their usual inky darkness. Black feathers lit by rage.
Furious and overwhelming power pulsed from Lucifer, filling everyone on the field. As the energy hit all of those waging war against each other, they let out shrieks and cries filled with mindless anger, and began slashing and hacking at whoever was in front of them. Friend or foe, it mattered not. Rage had taken hold of them, and they fought with renewed vigor. If Pestilence weakened and sickened them, War did the opposite. He was a shot of caffeine straight to their anger c
