Devile understood the angle that his father was coming from and he knew that Lucifer was no joker. He knew that he wanted to do something drastic to him and he had to act fast before that happens. Without thinking twice, Devile began to move fast along the icy ground. His feet slipped and slid on the treacherous ice as he tried to make his way across the frozen wasteland.
But as he put his weight on his foot, he felt a sudden shift in the ice beneath him. A loud crack echoed across the frozen plain as the ice gave way, and Devile found himself plummeting into the icy water below.