Addy hated how defeated Iestyn looked. She hated it. It tore her heart out of her chest to watch him sort of slump into a heap and await his pain. She understood, of course she did, but where Iestyn seemed to be flagging, Addy still had fight in her.
"Is that what gets you off? Torturing the shit out of helpless people? Because you know you aren't a match for the people you really want to hurt. Michael could cut you in two!" she yelled at him.
Lucifer rose and he turned to glare at Addy. "I would shut up if I were you."