Ian wasn't the grandson in law who could be happy with the additional member to his newly founded family. As if Lucifer was not a bad news, Satan was far on the league of being their enemy. Even if he was not their enemy he was already dangerous. The King's first statement caused the air in the room to turn stifling.
"You are small," continued Satan as his eyebrows were deeply furrowed as he noted what he sees, "Short, slender, and powerless."
Ian took a step forward to cover Elise from Satan's studying gaze. The king's expression took a change where the shadows that started behind him begin to grow as if it as alive, "We are here to ask what you are doing here," came Ian's unwelcoming tone.
"The misfit. Nephew of Lucifer's," named Satan and he clicked his tongue, "It is because of your blood that you could stand up against me. Lucifer's blood," the King didn't answer what Ian wanted to know.
