Lucifer doesn't even twitch when Johnny's beast crashes nearby; the creature is greatly injured upon impact, but its passenger has apparently managed to survive the crash relatively unscathed.

Eventually, Satan turns his gaze from Illyria towards the otherwise insignificant human. His brother's pet, the one that he wastes so much time and devotion on; the little hairless ape who is not worthy of the affection that Gabriel bestows on him. Not worthy, and not nearly properly grateful.

Perhaps he needs a demonstration of what archangels really are.

He looks back up at Illyria.

"How many times do I have to tell you, crawling horror? I am not of Hell," he says. "I am an angel of The Lord. You'd do well to remember that before I show you."