Abaddon roared as the city fell to the earth below. Some god Kami was, bringing the whole place down upon seeing imminent defeat. The guy could at the very least have had some honor about it, but instead he chose to cause the death of thousands just to try and finish off one guy.

"I can't phase the entire place Sheol!"

"#This city is done for, and if we don't leave it soon, we'll meet the same fate."

"Hmph..."

Abaddon's tendrils writhed as he opened a portal to Sheol, his realm. He looked back to look at the city's distant structures a last time. It was a shame that he wouldn't be able to save anyone and that Kami would be reveling in a pathetic "victory", but this anger only spurred a desire in Abaddon to oppose this new powerful meta every step of the way from now on. He jumped into the rift, making it close upon his entry, and made his way to a twisted structure in the distance.