Character: Madam Satan (Lilith)

You men always use brute force. But true corruption is a thin and flexible blade. Sabrina's strength lies in the bonds that need to be cut. The connections with the mortals around her. With those she loves. But don't worry. I can tear souls to shreds. Piece by piece.

Half-victory is not a victory at all.

- That's right, you strike stupidly, like a hammer. Don't underestimate her. And don't insult me. High priest or not, you are still a man. And male flesh is just a dish at my feast.

Every queen must be ready for battle. Every girl should be ready for war.

Haven't you been told? The queens did not cease to cry.

Your crown and throne are waiting for you. Lady Pandemonia, Maiden of Shadows, welcome Queen Sabrina the Lightbringer!

If the Apocalypse will still be, even his plans go up in smoke. And that's when all hell flee.

- Have you ever wondered what is marriage?
As two people declare their love. This is happiness.
For men, perhaps. If it was really happiness, that's what everyone wants, unless we have decorated with lace, silk, ruffles, showered the way the bride's body. No. But we do it. Because marriage is the path of destruction female. This complete destruction of individuality women. The marriage she takes it all. And the body, and independence, and even the soul. Not giving anything in return. Anything that is needed.

Who am I? I'm not Mary Wardwell, I just like her body. I am a mother of demons, mistress of Satan. I am Lilith, my dear boy.

And then they burned in the flames of hell. Gorgeous, the burning hell has consumed their souls. Releasing your anger until their charred bodies fell from the sky like ashes. And as soon as the witches that caused the Red Death, has disappeared, and anger, feeding him, dispelled the angel, he also just disappeared as if it never happened. And so the witching hour is over. And most survived the storm didn't know how close they were to destruction.