Inhuman Warlock

"I placed the miniature version of the defensive formation that was carved on the planes of the Warlock Council. However, I couldn't find a way to carve an entire replica."

"What you have is something which can save your life when needed. Since the formation is facing the back, whenever you're attacked from the back, it'll get activated and stop the attack."

"However, it's now too strong. I can't guarantee that it won't break after a single attack. In any case, it can save your life from unknown danger at least."

"So it's like a protection from a sneak attack from the back."

"In a way, yeah. Not that you need it, of course. But it is still good to have as a precautionary measure."

"Anything else about these clothes that I should know?" Lucifer asked.

"Yeah, there's one more little touch that I added. The lion insignia on your shirt."

"What does that do?"

"Actually, that literally does nothing, but it looks cool in case you take off your coat," Kane replied, smiling.

Lucifer's face twitched unwillingly. "Don't tell me you're being serious right now."

"Oh, I'm completely serious. That insignia does nothing. But it's related to your family, so I thought it would be a good touch."

"Related to my family?"

"Yeah. In the Warlock Council database, I found an image of your father. He was wearing the exact same clothes as you, including the tiger insignia."

"Only the coat was missing. I thought this was a cool throwback, so I took some inspiration."

Lucifer rubbed his forehead, shaking his head. "What is inside the briefcase?"

"You didn't open it yet?"

"Did you give me the password? It's locked, genius."

"I told Kellian the password. It looks like he forgot to tell you. Anyways, the password is zero zero zero zero."

Lucifer looked blankly at the briefcase before turning to Eve.

He entered the password and opened the briefcase.

As Eve saw him enter the password, she flashed a cheeky smile. "He certainly isn't a kid, it seems."

Lucifer ignored her words and focused on the items inside the bag. "What are they?"

He observed the reading glasses that were the first thing that attracted his gaze. "Anything different in the glasses?"

"Not really. They're the exact replica of the one you're wearing right now. I made this to suit your current attire. I think reading glasses will suit the professional look more. Other than the changed form factor, they're exactly identical and share the same number."

Lucifer picked up the reading glasses, which certainly looked professional. Their quality was also good.

"In fact, you can wear them. I'll transfer the call to them."

"Alright."

Lucifer took off the sunglasses and kept them in the bag before wearing the reading glasses.

"Can you hear me?" Kane's voice fell in his ears.

"Yeah." Lucifer nodded.

"Good. It seems to be working then," Kane nodded.

"Anyways, I don't think I need to explain more about the glasses. They are exactly the same thing but in different form factors. The only different thing is that they are transparent, so they wouldn't have hidden your eyes as effectively."

"So I added some tweaks. They can display a different color of your eyes through the glasses to the others. It depends on you which color you want to show. Your mismatched eyes are a dead giveaway after all, so a neat feature."

"Anyways, let's move into the next part. You see the mask there?"

"Yeah," Lucifer picked up the mask from the briefcase. It seemed like a cloth mask that covered the lower half of the face, seemingly protecting from pollution.

"The mask is something I made for you to hide your face in case you need it. The mask also has a voice modifier you can use."

"However, even the glasses and the mask can't cover you entirely. Your hair is also something which can help people recognize you. So I tried to come up with something for that as well."

"You see the three bottles in the case? They're something we made. They're similar to hair dye but faster and easy to remove."

"There is blonde dye, black dye, and red dye. You can choose any. You just need to mix a few droplets with water and wash your hair with the water. The rest will be handled by it. And unlike real dyes, it's easy to take off."

"As soon as you wet your hair in clear water, the color comes off. Even if you don't take it off, the effect of one lasts only a week."

"So that covers everything. Your face covering, your eyes modifier, voice modifier, and hair color changer."

"With that, you can keep yourself hidden more effectively in case you need to. Still, it's just a precaution. I doubt you'll really be using them. I can't imagine someone like you hiding."

Lucifer didn't reply. He just observed all the items prepared by Kane. They did seem useful since he needed to be incognito to face some fun.

"However, lastly, we have the pen. You can see it in the right corner of the case," Kane said.

Lucifer picked up the silver pen that seemed to be an ordinary pen.

"What's special about this?"

"The pen isn't really a pen. It's filled with neurotoxins. Just stab it in someone while pressing the button in the back."

"They'll be in so much pain that they won't be able to think clearly. It's for interrogation in case you need to crack someone stubborn without risking their lives."

"That's all I prepared for you. There are more things I'm working on, but none are ready at the moment. You'll have to work with what we have prepared. I hope the tools come in handy."

"I have a feeling that they will. If not for me, then for someone else," Lucifer responded. "Anyways, how's the decoding going? Any location about the other stones?"

"Not yet. That data was kept deeper than the information about the formations. It'll still take time. But we did start spreading out the information."

"How is that going?"

"It would've been faster if Vega wasn't killed by the Warlocks in the battle. But we're still going as fast as we can. I'll give you an update when we're done. But do you really think it'll work?"

"Maybe, or maybe not. Better than doing nothing. Anyways, keep me updated." After saying the last words, he disconnected the call.

"Eve?"

"Yeah?"

"Which hair color do you prefer? Blonde or red-haired? Or do you like dark?"

"Why are you asking me that? I prefer my own hair color."

"You need to change your hair color. Atlantis is after you as much as they are after me. Xaen also saw you. I don't want him to run before I get to him.. So you should temporarily change your color."