"There, there, Emitious. No need to be afraid of this man," a stronger entity fell from the skies, "-I'm here to assist you, my angel, you need not worry," an opposite aura rippled across the troops, and the astral binding shattered.
"Think you can fight?" Igna whispered, "-Luci?"
"Are you him?"
"No. I'm not Lucifer," he readied his stance, "-I'm Igna, the Devil," with a snarky smirk, Igna leaped into battle. Auras crashed into sparks of black and yellow – the potency drew the focus of the stray troops.
