"She seemed to have taken quite a blow. Aren't you going to say a few more words?"
The charming Lucifer put away his weapons and wings, a half-smile on his face as he gestured toward Mother Night with his chin.
Under normal circumstances, Concept Entities—aside from Dream—had no emotions. Even so, facing a sister's death, they would inevitably feel a kind of loneliness.
Those two sisters had known each other for who knew how many hundreds of millions of years. Now that Deathstroke had set them up, Lucifer felt that humanity ought to try smoothing things over.
"No need. Don't underestimate Mother Night either."
Su Ming, who felt it was completely unnecessary, tossed Lucifer a cigarette. Unfortunately, Satan refused out of concern for his breath, leaving Deathstroke to light up himself as he said:
"She's from the same generation as you. She's just been cooped up for too long and doesn't understand how modern games are played. But she can definitely face and accept reality. Besides, hasn't she already made her choice?"
The other side of The Void was reality. As had been mentioned before, DC's Concept Entities all possessed at least two opposing concepts.
Besides, Agamotto could handle developing his relationship with Mother Night. As long as he worked hard enough and got Mother Night to lay some offspring sooner—
Children were often their parents' weakness. Mother Night was difficult to deal with, but Su Ming could easily handle a newborn little Concept Entity. Even if it inherited Destiny's position, it would still be no trouble.
Surely nobody thinks a Mercenary doesn't do kidnappings, right? Surely not?
"Heh, I doubt all of humanity combined has as many tricks up their sleeves as you."
Seeing that the human had other plans, and that they were probably quite dark, Lucifer smiled,