[Sandalphon releases his hold on Izumi, only to grab the collar of his shirt and throw him to the floor, pressing a heeled boot into the small of his back.]
Unless you're telling me we've met before...but not even Lucifer would do something this vulgar. He's underhanded, certainly, but...no, he would never involve any of you. He's always loved you wretched weaklings!
[There's unbridled hurt in his voice, the desperate howling of someone who has never known how loved he was and thinks that he never has been. He bends at the waist to lean down toward Izumi again, grinding the heel of his boot against his spine.]
You're braver than most, but now would be a very good time to feel like begging for your life. I won't give you another chance.
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[Sandalphon releases his hold on Izumi, only to grab the collar of his shirt and throw him to the floor, pressing a heeled boot into the small of his back.]
Unless you're telling me we've met before...but not even Lucifer would do something this vulgar. He's underhanded, certainly, but...no, he would never involve any of you. He's always loved you wretched weaklings!
[There's unbridled hurt in his voice, the desperate howling of someone who has never known how loved he was and thinks that he never has been. He bends at the waist to lean down toward Izumi again, grinding the heel of his boot against his spine.]
You're braver than most, but now would be a very good time to feel like begging for your life. I won't give you another chance.