Lionel's brows furrowed as he stared at the back of the man who had just appeared from apparently nowhere.
He could feel the subtle shift in the atmosphere upon the man's arrival.
The ether in the air became more lively, seeping into his pores faster, accompanied by a commanding aura that seemed to permeate the surroundings.
Though Lionel felt the presence to be soothing and comforting — almost like he had found a reliable shelter that could surely weather him from any storm — he could tell the enemy parties didn't get the same treatment.
A pressure like none other bore down on the six Lords. Lux grimaced.
"This… this guy, he definitely hasn't gotten weak since then." A flash of memory of the clash between Roy and Belzebub streamed fresh in his mind.
Feeling uneasy, Lux decided to transmit to his comrades telepathically:
"This guy is trouble…"
