Lilith rolled on the ground with laughter. Tears would've welled in her eyes, but her current form had none.
She usually wasn't very emotional, or at least she hid her feelings well. However, the mix of relief and seeing Lucifer's crippled, hopeless and hateful form brought immense joy to the Dreamweaver's heart.
The Fallen Angel continued throwing curses at her, yet it only made Lilith laugh harder.
Eventually though, Lucifer fell into silence, and Lilith also stopped chuckling. A few more giggles resounded inside the arena before she fully regained her quiet, emotionless demeanor.
Lucifer, at some point, managed to crawl to a nearby tree, and use it to prop himself up. He looked paler than usual, and his eyelids kept trying to close. Yet, the pure rage emanating from his body kept him awake.
"I was such a fool," he mumbled while staring up at the foliage. "How did I fucking forget your name and powers! Of course, this is just a stupid dream..."
