Everyone froze. If what he said was true, that could mean that he was about to raise Hell to protect her. It would not be a pretty sight if he did, and the rage rolling off him in waves had the skies of Hell darkening even more. Lucifer grabbed Asmodeus’ wrist and snapped his finger. Within seconds, they were standing just outside the home he shared with Aura. The warmth that was usually there when she was home did not exist when the house was empty. A storm had washed in while he was away, as though the skies felt his ire and were responding to it.
“She is not here…” He stated, turning his back on the house and lifting into the air. “Come, Asmodeus. We must find her now.”
The two flew up towards the tallest building, hoping to see something through the storm. The sound of that storm w
