Wukong winces as he opens his eyes.
"My head..."
"Stay down." Abaddon said firmly as he patted the monkey on his chest.
"Buddha..?"
"He'll be fine, don't worry, just don't move." Abaddon repeats.
Wukong nods slowly, and Abaddon gets to his feet and returns to WorldJoiner.
"Are you accepting last minute participans?" She asks Lucifer with a light, feminine voice.
The devil's face is a solid red color. His jaw is clenched so tightly that Abaddon thinks it might break.
"You have no place here, woman...! If you're so eager to forefeit your life, then I recommend that you go off and find another corner of existence to do it in!"
WorldJoiner clicks her teeth. "Oh, no, no, no... Haven't you been listening? My goal is not to see my own glorious end. It is to strengthen my army or my infamy.
Either the Omniarch bends the knee to me, or they perish. And their blood will be used to write another chapter of my mythology in the records of Life itself."
