A New Abaddon

Abaddon looked at the numerous spirits who were ensnared by vines and yet still desperately trying to crawl towards him. 

Previously he would have found himself annoyed by such a thing but now he simply found them rather cute. 

Like puppies who were desperately trying to lick his hand. 

"I got you now-KYAAAA!!" 

Charlotte had been the latest nature spirit to try to cop a feel, and it resulted in the grass hog-tying her legs and arms before tossing her at his feet. 

She was unsure if she liked this outcome more or less. 

Abaddon got on one knee beside her in the grass and started to pat her lightly on the head. 

"You're certainly an amusing one. It's been a while since I was so entertained." 

The sensation of his gentle yet firm hands on her head was almost too much for Charlotte to bear and by now she had practically begun to salivate.