“And you still want to control the godcards?”
Lucifer snickered.
“After your absence of five years, that’s hard to believe.”
“Not being killed per hour, sounds good, doesn’t it?”
“It’s a long story children, your old man here may tell it one day”
Raul shakes his head
“Pfft, godcards… so primitive…”
“Is that so? I bet that if someone took yours away, you’d have been reduced to a smudge on the grounds of this castle.”
“Then go and do your bets, Mr. I like to gamble”
All she sees is a nicely tailored suit, which also covers up and skin and leads up to his mask
“You talk a big game, but I see through you. You need us, to some degree, hence the castle and shit. So incentivize me to do your bidding and maybe that’ll happen for you. Kapeesh?”
“I’ll just need that primitive card of yours then. Mind telling me where you locked it?”
(oh dont tell me raul got a really high gen card and then used it to wipe out the others?)
Raul: “You see right through me? All you’d see is a burned that was once handsome face. Now, Don Corleone, you are in no position to make any demands off of me. Kapeesh?”
Raul: “Now now, no need to ask questions that you wouldn’t understand, kid.”
Lucifer spits towards Raul.
“So you really just expect us to do your labor work for you? Forget it.”
“Dope. He doesn’t need us then.”
Tanner motions to Eliza and Lucy.
“If you don’t wanna be the crazy dude’s slaves, then let’s bounce.”
With that, Tanner sprints towards the exit.
Raul touches his suit and suddenly the entrance doors close, after doing so, he starts coughing heavily
With the touch of a smirk, Lucifer says: “Oh, would you look at that. The tough guy’s dying.”
“Fuck it. This dude wants to dance.”
Tanner pulls out the handgun, and fires a couple shots at Raul’s chest. He seems to be quite the experienced shot.