Xavier strolled down the hall with Luka's soul trailing behind him, just as it had been for the past two days. But today was different; today, Xavier could sense Luka's presence.
"We're finally getting close to the answers," Xavier spoke aloud to the unseen soul, even though he couldn't hear Luka's replies. "I'll do whatever it takes... Can't we have a day without all these nuisances around us?"
Nah, Luka teased, a smile on his ethereal face, though Xavier couldn't see it or hear his words. You're the devil, and I'm the first angel-wizard hybrid. What do you expect, my dear soulmate?
"Of course not," Xavier answered his own question as they headed to the throne room for the third time that day. "You're the first of your kind, and I'm the devil. Seriously, what did you expect?" Little did Xavier know that his soulmate had just said the same thing moments ago.
