“To another galaxy, a far one too.” Phanuel shifted from one foot to the other. “A little under a hundred million years, if he were to ride on a wave of light.” Lucifer could only stare, everything within him having ground to a halt, so Baal was the one who replied, “Do you know why the Lord sent him so far?” “No,” Phanuel said, “it was really sudden.” “We won’t see Michael,” Lucifer murmured, “for a hundred million years?”
