Not long after the match ended, Nyx finally stopped smashing Satan and returned to normal size.
Now, Malachi could get a better look at his mother.
While some things were largely the same, she did seem to be just a tiny bit paler in this universe and her expression was a fair bit sharper.
This version of his mother actually seemed scary.
"Sit." She said without elaborating.
"Hm? I'm fine, I just need to-"
"I wasn't asking."
Nyx snapped her fingers and a sterilized medical table appeared in front of them. Malachi's butt was on it before he even knew what was happening.
"Shirt." Nyx held out her hand.
"Ma, I can-"
"Shirt!"
Malachi peeled off his now bloody-shirt and let it drop to the ground.
Nyx held out her hand and a small pot appeared in her palm. With one look, Malachi could see that it was filled with some kind of ethereal green paste.