Lucian glared at Donovan, electricity crackling between the two Elders. Castiel, sitting until then, finally stood up from his seat, and said, "Azazel isn't joking, Luciano. Roman is indeed his son. Can we now sit down and talk instead of fighting amongst ourselves when we have other important things to worry about?"
Luciano's perplexed gaze moved from Donovan to Roman, who stared back at him.
Elder Remy, who was quietly listening to the conversation of the troublesome people in the room, a sigh escaped from his lips as if he was tired. He stood up, looking at them and was about to step out when one of the guards came running there.
"Ms. Dante!" called the guard.
"Seems like we have something else to deal with," remarked Donovan, and he turned to Luciano and taunted, "Looks like you haven't been doing your job well when it comes to securing Veteris. Might as well resign."
