The pain remained, but it was a familiar one.Lucius had experienced it the first time when had his powers stripped from him. Lucius could remember the events leading up to that in vivid detail.  The cold, lifeless corpse of his dear friend Lucifer. The trial that had condemned him. Most importantly, the searing pain as a soul was forced into his body.  The only thing he could even perceive that would come close to the level of pain he had experienced, would be a blind man suddenly regaining his sight. Everything had been lost because of that bastard. He would pay for what he had done.<br/><br/>A blast of fire from a nearby church made him regain his senses. That had to be where Belial had surfaced. His eyes flashed bright red for a moment, then returned to his normal hazel. His hands itched to thrust his rapier through Belial's eye. Lucius began running toward the burning place of worship, against the crowd. He bumped into a man, then a child, then another man, until he was finally in front of the cathedral of the Sunstone Order.<br/><br/>As he pushed open the heavy oaken doors, he basked in the bright flames of hellfire. Ahh he had missed the infernal.flames of his home. And before him, was the Father of Lies himself. A lone girl stoof before him, as if she was going to take the demon on herself. He chuckled for a minute, before casually running a nearby monk, on the cusp of death, through with the rapier on his belt.<br/><br/>Lucius closed his eyes for a moment, then concentrated. When he opened them, his eyes were a bright red. He flicked the wrist of his free hand, and crimson blood began to come out of every orfice of the dead monk and coalesce in an orb that floated near him. It wasn't enough blood to do much more then a few spells, but it would have to do.