E pouted, but stood back, picking at her hand as she watched her husband work, a small smile on her lips. She did so love this man, and watching him at full power, at full...evil-ness...it reminded her of why. The power Damien wielded was intoxicating.
"What a load of bullocks," Lucius spat. "There is only one God, and He will destroy you for standing against him." He was of course, speaking of Voldemort.