The punch cracked against Satan's jaw, and he stared at Lucifer in furious shock. That hurt. This mortality business was awful and Satan wanted no part of it. But more than that, he wanted to punch Lucifer back.
He dove at Lucifer, tackling him to the ground and raining down punches. "You want to threaten me, you prideful little fuck? I made you! You'd be nothing without me!"
Several feet away, the demons looked on discretely as the two Kings of Hell rolled around in the dirt, screaming.