As the feather vortex (thousands of feathers) continued to swirl fiercely, the expressions of Lucifer's right-hand man paled.
Only Lilith's expression remained the same as ever, cold and detached. She made a squeezing motion, and in response, the glowing vortex brutally shrank inward, becoming smaller and smaller, trying to squeeze Lucifer to death.
Just then, everyone thought it would be the end for the emperor; an ear-piercing crackling sound erupted from the vortex. Dazzling, twisting colorful dark purple light followed, scattering through the layers of feathers. As the feathers spread apart, the colorful light shot straight into the sky, turning it into psychedelic.
The expressions of the onlookers drastically changed, and they looked at the collapsing vortex in utter disbelief.
