tiptoe around the edge of caution. Hell, even I didn’t know what I was dealing with?! It wasn’t like Lucius was exactly acting himself right now and down here in Hell, then Gods, but even I didn’t know him…clearly.
Well, I guess it was time to find out but the closer I got, the less I was starting to want to find out. Because I had to say again, it wasn’t exactly the reunion I had envisioned us having when we finally found each other. And well, it was becoming clear to me now that something had obviously happened to Lucius. Perhaps he had been captured by the witch and what I was looking at now was the result of that capture?
Like I’d feared, had she done something to him? This question plagued me with every step I took, as the more space that was cut between us, then the more likely that prospect was looking…as well as the fact that, he didn’t exactly look welcoming. Hell, but other than the handsome face staring back at me, then he didn’t even look like the same man I knew. In fact, he reminded me very much like how he had that night in the silent garden when his demon had come to my rescue.
However, the most startling difference was that now it didn’t seem as though he liked me quite as much as he had back then. His scowl said it all and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to finding out which words he would choose to go with the look of irritation.
His mighty wings framed the back of where he sat, creating a frightening and imposing backdrop to an even scarier being. The horns that they were attached to were now curled up at a different angle than I was used to seeing. And I gathered that this was to allow for what I supposed was a more comfortable sitting position, meaning that remaining in this form was through choice.
His black and red armour looked as if it had been forged in a volcano before its edges hardened to black steel. Each hammered, jagged plate looked more like lava rock that was still molten and scalding to the touch at its glowing centre, whereas the edges looked razor sharp and smooth before each interlocking piece finished in a deadly point like a knife’s tip.
This design was mirrored on his chest plate, as pieces curved up from his sides like spiked horns that joined a single dagger point which came down over his heart. Underneath these plates were four V shaped sections overlapping his stomach and covering his abs, which I guessed offered more movement in its design.
The shoulder pieces were made up of five sections that were moulded over on a curve to fit the large muscles I knew were hidden beneath. The larger two of these sections held huge jagged horns that reached the same height as the top of his head and they flowed down over the chest plate, covering a good portion of his pecs.
So, on the whole and putting it another way, he looked as if he could have killed me with just one hug! And looking to the side now, was where I found his helmet resting on a stand as though it was the only remains left of some headless demon. This time it was all black, matching that part of his armour that reminded me of a trojan helmet in its shape. This was down to the typical T shape cut out for the eyes and mouth, with a dip at the top that came down over where his nose would be. But that was where the similarities ended, as it came down into deadly points past where his chin would be.
Even the eye holes were menacing, with deep slanted angles and ridges above that looked like a metal frown. The top of the helmet matched the V shaped armour that covered his abs, with overlapping plates that were riveted at the edges. The only part of the design that was like scorched lava rock, were the two massive horns that came out at the sides and went up in a large U shape that tapered to gleaming tips of glowing crimson.
As for his face, it matched the rest of him being that of half demon, half startling masculine beauty that I had been used to seeing on Lucius. The darkness in his veins was present, along with the heated, twin pools of crimson