In A Class All Her Own…

Once the married trio finally looked like they were ready, Nyx began doing some stretches of her own.

She looked at the three of them and saw that her hands were still empty, causing her to tilt her head just a bit.

"No weapons...? I hope you all aren't planning to baby me."

Abaddon heard Seras' teeth start to grind together and he all but chuckled.

Like his deceased mentor Satan, Abaddon was at a level where he was equally as dangerous with a weapon as he was without.

His decision not to grab a weapon was less about 'babying' Nyx and more so about feeling her power with his own body.

The reason Seras and Lisa decided not to use them was because this was supposed to be a cute and friendly little spar.

"Nyx...Don't you think you're looking down on us too much?" Seras asked through a clenched smile.

"Only because you all look so cute when you're frustrated!"