Lucifer dodged out of the way of the projectile, a frown on his lips. As he looked further into the room, his eyes landed on the girl looking dazed on the floor.
"Yako, I see. No more of that, please." It seemed clear that this odd phenomenon was somehow originating from her, whether consciously or unconsciously. Given the way she looked, unconscious seemed like a fairly safe bet. Still, it didn't hurt to attempt talking her out of it. It would be more difficult to determine precisely what was going on while whatever this was was still flying around the room.