A few days later, the festival to celebrate the birth of Abaddon was still raging and going strong.
Even after the man who was being celebrated had long calmed down.
In fact, his focus was currently on something he considered to be significantly more important.
"Alright, love. Start pushing whenever you're ready." Abaddon took Eris' hand in his and smiled at her reassuringly.
This seemed to make Eris feel slightly less nervous and she nodded in understanding.
She glanced at the rest of the wives around her, who were all staring at her teary eyed as they held onto each other for support.
"Girls... what is wrong with all of you?"
Valerie: "It's just... gonna be so hard to see you in pain..!"
Seras: "P-Please try to bear with it and be strong!"
Lailah: "I'll cast healing magic on you as soon as it's over!"
Lisa: "Are you comfortable?! I-It is very important that you be comfortable!"
