"FROM THE TOP ROPEEE!!!"
Abaddon saw the elbow of a fat teenager flying towards his face.
He tried to move, but his body was basically a block of cement that couldn't get out of the way in time.
Oblivion slammed his elbow into the bridge of Abaddon's nose.
The dragon fell backward in the ring, and Oblivion appeared behind him like a blur.
He wrapped his arms around Abaddon's midsection and used the current momentum to subject him to the meanest German suplex the immortal worlds had ever seen.
Abaddon was pretty sure he felt one of his horns chip. He glared at Oblivion who stood over him, charging up a People's Elbow.
"The fuck are you doing, you hunk of garbage?!"
"I should be asking you that, pussy bacon! What the hell are you messing with time for?!"
Oblivion dropped his elbow, but Abaddon rolled out of the way and left him with nothing but mare to strike.
"It was an accident! You saw that I was trying to interrogate Yog and figure out when WorldJoiner was arriving!"
