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“So the game is over,” he said, approaching the angel in white. “Might as well give it up now and run.” The confidence in his voice covering for the pint of fear churning in his stomach. He had no reason to be afraid, the angel had lost, there was no way back. Dean used every last resource possible, including saying yes to Michael, and even then, Lucifer would have been far behind to bother catch up. Let alone try and exterminate humans off the face of the earth.
“I never said it was a game, Dean.” The fallen one replied, back to the man as Lucifer continued to toy with the rose between his fingers. “Nor will I accept losing, running away isn't an option.” He glanced over his shoulder, eyes narrowing at the man before relaxing a little while after. He now faced Dean entirely, “Congratulations, you must feel incredibly... successful.” He said finally, shrugging for his lack of verbiage. “But just so you know Dean, you never truly win.” The words poured out in a slow manner, a hint of callous behind the soft smile forged on Sam's face. “After all, you're only human.”