The Death of Asgard : Part X

As Abaddon returned back to normal size, he saw two figures sitting on Nyx's shoulders.

One immediately leapt down towards him, and he smiled despite the fact that even that hurt.

As Ayaana came closer towards him, Abaddon wondered if he was going to be in for some kind of stern talking to from them as well as Nyx.

He didn't have the energy to do anything right now, much less fight with his loved ones.

"Girls, I…"

Ayaana fell on top of him gently and wrapped his body in a warm embrace.

At that moment, he had never been so sure that these were the women he was meant to be with.

Even though his body should have been screaming in pain from just the slightest touch, every movement of his wives' body against his skin was euphoric.

"We know… we're just glad you're okay."

As he was now, Abaddon could not even lift his arms to hug the girls back.