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"DO NOT CALL ME ZEZE." the Laguna Angels booms at Juno again, ignoring her request to "pipe down" entirely. After all, this is how he normally speaks and he doesn't have many people that consider it a problem.
After a few words from the Imperator, she eventually excused them to prepare for the next battle at hand with Zeruel floating silently out of the throne room. Perhaps he should consider dropping off two of his Laguna allies with him to help with the next battle. Of course, he also must remember to make sure he's in humanoid form and size the next time he enters. He may glorify his strength, but he also knows how to adapt to the situation at hand.
As he considers who to release, two particular Angels come into mind...
The "Thunder Of God"...
And the "Angel Of Water."
Ghelgath's whole "logical-intimidation" act might've indeed costed him an arm or a leg, perhaps both if Ira was angry enough. In fact, the latter option seemed very obvious the way he saw her face twitch and turn. It was clear that he touched a nerve from within her blackened interior. But the Ice Lich didn't move a muscle, as if he was accepting his predicament. However, before she could strike, Lucile demanded that both 'idiots' quit it, as they gave her a headache. The former queen would calm down, sputter at her opponent how "Action speaks louder than words", and walks off to go rest. Ghelgath lowered his arms back to his side as he watched her walk away. It looks like he will continue living for just a little bit longer.
Of course, that didn't stop from Lucile from trying to roast the frozen wretch herself.
“You know, this really doesn’t change the fact that you got beat by a girl Ghelgath."
Ghelgath turns his head to the new Queen, her expression as cool and cold as a cold winter day.
"I told you already. I took care of her myself." he remarks calmly in a shrugging pose.
"Did you see her die?"
"I~"
"Do know you for sure if she was a confirmed kill?"
"Well I~"
"No? You don’t?"
"I didn't say that, lemme~"
"Because it sounds like more of the common conceited Demon bullshit,” Lucille said, glancing at Henry. “I think I’ve finally found someone more annoying than you. At least you can get shit done.”
The Wicked Lich wasn't amused on how he was getting cut off repeatedly. However, she did have a point. While he did take down the roaring Bastion straight from the sky, he didn't stay around to find out if she was dead upon impact. After all, the bigger problem at that point was that robot sniper Marquis and not her. If he wasn't distracted by something, he would've captured Ghelgath himself. He almost suffered a similar fate to that of Ira, provided the interrogation wouldn't be as humiliatingly lewd. However, luck was on his side that time and he was able to make it back to Hell alive.
"Are you really bringing sexism into this?" he replies to the Queen face-to-face, "How about you battle Heaven's Imperator, then come back to me and say how it went. Only then we can come to conclusions. Would be already hard enough while having a bullet lodged in your fuckin' kneecap."
He begins to walk out of the throne room and towards the kitchen again. He then looks back.
"And you want shit done?" he suddenly remarks, looking back at Lucile, "Heh... You'll see shit getting done next battle. Just you wait."
And with that, he exits the throne room.
Mephilus Baal Asmodeus
And as Ghelgath leaves the throne room, enters Mephilus, having recently finished talking to Gregorovic at his castle. It was a nice talk overall, but he must still prepare on the matters at hand. He looks to see the Wicked Lich King walk away into the kitchen. He didn't know what exactly happened, but it would be best not to ask. The Hell Knight slowly begins walking into the Throne Room in his heavy armor...