then we'll lie, cheat, steal and murder everything

A soft breeze rustles the demon’s obsidian robes, delicate crystals of snow collecting lightly along the tips of each individually shadowed hair and eventually granting the dark boy a soft, frosted appearance. His crimson spheres searched the area, his gaze frosty and unclear as he creates a slick path for himself across the frozen, chilled earth. It was quiet; however, it was an uneasy and uncomforting kind of silence. Everything was still. Completely still and unliving. Something wasn't right.

At last, his red hues reached out and cast themselves upon a silhouette. The image was far too hazy for Lucian to be able to make out any details of this opposing wolf, so instead, his great maw parted in attempt to address the stranger.

BOOM!

The cloaked male’s lyrics are cut short. The birds who have been spared from migration scatter from their resting branches. The ear-splitting noise rings throughout the demon’s auds, momentarily sending everything around him into a whirl; but it is not this sound that sends Lucian’s colossal frame to the chilled ground. No, what takes over the male now is… strange. It is an unfamiliar and tense feeling. A tingly, burning sensation that surges through his veins. His towering frame falls, meeting the icy earth with it’s own thunderous boom, however, unlike the first unnatural one, it is not deafeningly loud. The ringing intensifies and the obsidian knight’s chest seems to swell; very similar to the feeling that consumes him whenever his temper reaches it’s limit. His insides appear to feel blackened, singed by this fiery sensation that erupts within and around him.

The beast’s large rib cavity heaves with each breath, and in the distance, Lucian swears he hears the shriek of another. But it is far too late for him to assist her; in this moment, the massive beast cannot help himself. A brilliant light reaches his crimson hues, surrounded by every color known to the male. He squints, if only for a second, and then his vision becomes blurred and groggy. He struggles against it, his thick pillars drunkenly trying their pry his large frame away from the earth. Dangerous talons clumsily meeting with a thin layer of ice.

Then it seems as if another wave hits the male, and this time, the darkness consumes his eyesight completely. Defeated, the demon is knocked unconscious, his colossal frame becoming dead weight as it meets the frozen ground once more.

"if you don't want to dwell in the light, then dwell in the shadows with me."