Only a gasp so far, but Lucifer wasn't so easily discouraged, not so easily stopped. He knew exactly how much damage he was doing, even without watching Setsuna's face as he struck him, even without hearing his screams.

The whip was raised and it descended again as well. An angry red streak soon formed on Setsuna's skin, crossing the one formed by the first blow. The third wasn't far off, and with a few more strikes of the whip,
there was a criss-cross of red marks on his body.