Before the group could knock on the door to Abaddon's bedroom, it opened on it's own instead.
Upon taking a look at the nine people inside, there was only one conclusion that they could reach.
"You guys look like shit." Asmodeus muttered.
Normally Yara would have chastised her husband for such a crude remark, but she had to admit, she couldn't exactly find any other way to describe her son and his wives either.
While they were still as charming and beautiful as always, they looked like they'd had a rough night.
The skin of the girls was glowing, but it was easy to tell they were all in dire need of more sleep.
To make things even stranger.. they weren't even standing.
All eight of them were simply floating a few inches of the ground, with their legs dangling limply.
It was easy enough to tell what'd happened to them at least.
But Abaddon on the other hand was a real mystery.
