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- The Cenobite then whispered again to his attendant darkness, and motes of it flew from him like bullets, striking Lucifer’s body. For such tiny forms, they possessed uncanny amounts of power. They caught hold of the corpse and raised it up off the throne, its arms outstretched. The allusion to the scene at Golgotha was not lost on Harry; even the way the Devil’s head fell forward put in his mind the Man of Sorrows.
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- For all its exquisite appearance, of course, it had failed in the duty for which it had been forged and hammered: protecting its wearer. That fact, however, meant little to the Hell Priest: it was clear that he meant to have it. And this time the Priest had no need to instruct his creatures. They understood his will perfectly. While Lucifer’s body hung before the killing seat, the armor was removed piece by piece from his pale, lithe body.
- -The Scarlet Gospel, BOOK THREE, Chapter 4
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