As he slowly descended from the sky, golden bolt of lightning crackled under Ghost's feet. The son Ethan lost had come to save his family once again. Despite what everyone told him about the dark lord, Ethan didn't believe his son was evil. He wanted to hug Ghost and tell him that he is his father. With a gentle smile on his face, Ethan looked up. Ghost's raven black hair had grown back to his neck length. The stubble beard gave him a charming look. As he descended, his black long coat fluttered in the wind. With his hands behind his back, Ghost calmly landed before him.
"Lord Ethan," Michael extended his arm to Ethan. A glimmer of concern emerged in Ethan's eyes for a moment, But after remembering Ghost was the freakin Dark Lord, his mind calmed down.