Humans. Disgusting wastes of space that need structure, guidance, a firm hand snapping their spines like twigs so that they will fall prey to an obedient master.
Abaddon was more than willing to be this master.
A quick flick of the eyes, a scan of the area, a square of the shoulders…
Abaddon was ready.
“ Come out, come out wherever you are… if you value your life. ”














