Abaddon hissed as he grabbed Obliterate's corpse by the head, claws extending to embed themselves in the skull to allow Abaddon to get a better grip before tearing off the head.

"For extra measure..."

Abaddon soon began to devour the body, relishing the taste of blood and flesh until all that was left was mostly just bloody bones. Abaddon rose up from his meal and looked around, observing the fearful onlookers.

"He killed Obliterate!" Some of them remarked, hints of disbelief and anger in their voices. 
"That 'hero' deserved it, he was going to kill us all!" Others responded.

Abaddon growled and lashed out a tendril and used it to swing away from the area and onto the side of a building which, while partially ruined, was still sturdy and repairable. 

"Something was up with him, obviously. What the hell is going on today? Starbird dies and it's like the whole world goes insane.... on that note... who killed Starbird anyway?"