The dragon's wings

Louis raised his gaze when he sensed another presence in this mausoleum. It wasn't long before Godric came into the tomb. He murmured a prayer for a moment, then looked at the figure in the oversized robe. She was at least 3 sizes too tall for Louis. "A little tasteless to dress up as a monk and come here.", Godric spoke calmly and stopped at the entrance. He saw a book in the corner. Had they raged here? He would not allow anyone to desecrate anything in his family's crypt. But wasn't it already a desecration if Lucifer was here in person? Godric didn't know. He had never believed that such a thing was even possible. But now he was standing here at the entrance and the dark gentleman was sitting in front of the grave of his oldest relative. "Tasteless? Return priest at your own door. The only thing that is tasteless is your clothes. It offends my eyes. ”Louis countered and stood up. He would never kneel before a father. He would never voluntarily bow his head in front of any.