Elaria folded her arms, her emerald eyes narrowing as she looked directly at Lucifer.
"Well, even though it's an order from my beloved father," she said coldly, "I can't say I am thrilled to be used as your tour guide for a mission."
Lucifer tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk tugging at the corners of his lips beneath the mask. "Don't worry,"
he replied with a calm, mocking ease,
"The feeling's mutual."
Elaria's mouth twitched in irritation. Before she could retort, Seraphina let out a small scoff, unable to restrain herself.
The sound echoed faintly across the training field, and it instantly made Elaria's brow crease in annoyance.
Ethan caught the expression and quickly shot Seraphina a sharp look. She covered her mouth, suppressing her laughter with effort, though her shoulders still shook.
