[Lucifer simply smiles at the others sarcastic remark, then watches him in silence as he struggles fiercely enough to knock his chair over. There's a snicker and a soft laugh at the display as he stands and shakes his head.]

Oh, sorry, I forgot to mention those aren't normal bindings. They're made to hold even an Archangel such as myself, and you, though...I do wonder how different we really are.

[That chair was nothing special though and if the angel pulled enough he could break it, but he wouldn't get far since he was sitting in an angel trap, it'd bind him to the spot no matter what. Maybe it was a risk, but now Lucifer was curious...

He walks over and with a snap of his fingers, splits the ground so that the circle is broken. Now he'll reach out with his powers to lift Michael, chair and all before throwing him back across the room with enough force to shatter the chair and plaster the Archangel to the wall. Those bindings have sigils on it that will weaken Michael so long as they remain attached to him.]

I wonder how easy it would be to just crush you. [He squeezes down with emphasis. After a moment he just drops Michael to see what he'll do.]

Maybe you're right. Maybe you are too weak to be any sort of threat to me.