(Might as well make and Abaddon post)

"Who are you?" Abaddon growled as he held a symbiotic blade to Serah's back. He could smell blood on her, and her adrenaline levels were high. She must have been a runaway from a recent battle. That wasn't uncommon here in Fear, Abaddon didn't need to live here for long to realize that there were always battles for supremacy and pride going on.