Lazarus shook a little, as it appeared that Ted was defeated. He released his satans grip form, returning his skin to normal colour and his horns retracting. His magical power was pretty low, no way could he use any more god slayer magic, as it was so draining. He nodded. "Let's go." He picked his jacket up off the floor and pulled it over his tank top. His eyes narrowed. "Let's go and see who is responsible for harming Phoenix wing." He grunted, before starting to leave the room, still want from Sasha's embrace.