Lucifer's POV
My breath suddenly stopped in my throat, feeling like my very essence was being squeezed out of me as I stared wide-eyed at the horror scene unfolding right in front of my eyes.
Large amounts of blood trailed down her bare legs, dripping on the lush green grass, also staining Aleya's pure white robe, and after only a few chocking sounds, her lifeless body fell down on the ground with a dull thud, Rick's desperate screams filling the gravely silent air.
"Noooo!"
My body slowly slumped down against the thick tree trunk, blinking a few times; finally free from Aleya's compulsion, still unable to register what just happened.
No... she can't be gone...
I took a glance at my brothers, noticing how Michael simply fell on his knees, defeated, blankly staring at his child's lifeless body, his eyes becoming glassy with unshed tears, while Gabriel sat against the nearest tree, mirroring my position, also too shocked to do anything at all.