Standing there with his red eyes on Helios, Lucifer thought for a moment. His calculative gaze held a knife's edge, begging for the chance to charge forward and cause problems. He wanted to do far more than what he already had, but Helios was right in a sense. What was it that Lucifer really wanted? He had no real answer as he chewed it over until a flicker took his eyes and a faint smile curled his lips. He had an answer, but for the moment it was not really time to lay his cards out for the Salem man to see.


“The thing I want?” Tilting his head, he reiterated the question back to Helios for a painstaking breath before a chuckle rubles from deep within his breast. “There are many things I want. The first bit comes from exactly where I am standing.” Raising a brow, Lucifer eyed Helios with a different light. He wanted something, something so impractical it would make a sane man laugh at the absurdity. Lucifer was a moral less creature. He could care less what anyone thought of him or the destruction he left in his wake, but he did know one thing for certain.


Snorting, Lucifer shrugged then, leaving the last bit unsaid as he faced the beach, not afraid of the stallion behind him what so ever. “And for the record Dunes mutt, I did not want Romaro dead exactly.” Looking over his shoulder, the black beast curled his lips in a disgustingly sinister smile. “I wanted his eyes to be lifeless while his body was chained to wherever I resided.” Raising a brow, he let his head shift back to the ocean as he scanned the rolling waves. “What I could not make of Romaro though… will come from where I stand.” Stock still then, he said nothing else as his breath escaped his nostrils in an almost silent way. He knew who he was going for, but he could not make that happen with the current rank he held, unless he were to do something horrendous. It would take time and many years to come to fruition, but he knew what he was going to do. And with that knowledge, he whispered extremely under his breath before heading towards the ocean with the intention of heading home.

”I'm going to watch the territories fall apart.”