"That's right. We hadn't even begun when you pressed the alarm. Fortunately, no one will disturb us anymore," Lucifer said as he walked over to the bed.
Placing one leg above the other, he sat in comfort as he looked at Joe, who seemed to be scared.
"All your guards are dead. And I can promise you; they didn't die good deaths. So if you don't want to be like them, give us what we want," Lucifer said calmly.
"W-what do you want?" Joe asked, sweating.
"Nothing much. I just want all your property and everything you own," Lucifer responded.
"What nonsense is this? You want everything I own? I'll become poor like this! I'll have to start begging! How about you compromise and take half?" Joe asked, offering something else.
"Sure. If I'm compromising on your wealth, you'll compromise with your life too. Let me take your half head, half arms, and half legs too. I'll leave the other half for you," Lucifer replied sarcastically.
