Drake dropped to the ground. The hole on his forehead was visible for everyone to see. The blood even started covering the ground, but Lucifer didn't bother.
"Good aim," Arthur commented. "But you should've looked back. What if you had shot me?"
"As long as you appeared with him exactly where I told you to, why would you be shot? And even if you made a blunder with that, you could've saved yourself with the Teleportation," Lucifer replied.
" In fact, I would argue that you're the toughest Warlock to kill with your Teleportation. It's such a perfect ability to escape. So I couldn't be worried about you being shot. You can call it my faith in your skills. Or you can call it my faith in your abilities. Whatever suits you," he added, smiling.
He shifted his attention to Yasmine. "And that's how we shoot. You got it?"
