Fires of Hell (Luther and Lucian)

[Luther Amsel]

Luther knew that he'd hit a nerve when he taunted the demon about his sister but it was for the best. The demon was all rage and no thought. With even more rage he'd be a simpleton. The change was a little unnerving but Luther himself was used to seeing people change their bodies at will. He'd had Richard Romain as a team-mate after all. But the demonic change was still something rather strange to him. He didn't know if it came with any additions either,

"You don't have what it takes to kill me Lucian. You don't have the will to kill me now and you never will." he told him calmly, "All that power you have... and none of it makes the slightest bit of difference does it? It didn't save your sister and it won't save you."

When Lucian threatened his relationship with Darcie he merely laughed at the incubus,

"Ah thinking with your second head again Lucian?" he taunted the teenager, "I'm safe in my knowledge that my relationship with Darcie will survive. Quite simply because you're not going to."

The hell hounds were a nice touch but Luther was ready to take them down. Thrusting his hands out at the last second, he caught each hell hound by the head and squeezed. Their head collapsed and he threw one in the path of Lucian's dragon's fist attack before throwing the other one at the demon himself. Apparating closer to Lucian, Luther's right hand shifted into a knife point as he stabbed towards the demon boy's barrier. His knife point fist stabbed through the first barrier and he sent a burst of magic through it, causing it to explode outwards,

"One layer down you little cockroach." he smirked, "Feel like saving me the trouble and just coming out to face your death head on? What happened to your desire to avenge your sister? She'd be so fucking proud to see you cowering behind walls."