Initially, the family was oblivious as to who Lucivar was.
Other than the shock playing its part in dazing them, it was hard to take a look at Lucivar properly with the glowing veins and the emerald flames fluttering around him. Not to mention—despite not knowing who he was, the family could sense nothing but trouble coming from him.
He was emanating a wicked aura.
Regardless of who he was, someone who has to power to come back to life must not be a good person.
In fact, the family suspected that he was a Demon Hybrid.
But those thoughts were thwarted when two pairs of wings sprouted behind him.
Despite bearing a different color palette, the wings were reminiscent of an Angel's feathered wings.
"An Angel Hybrid…?" the eldest murmured in shock.
