You were in your first fight in hell. Alastor , a close friend , observed. Ready to ‘involve’ himself if anything escalated.

It’s been 20 minutes and you’ve been ragdolled around like a toddler getting their first Barbie. When you looked to Alastor for help he just grinned and gave you a thumbs up.

“ You’re doing great. “

Alastor said calmly , his thumb claw just stuck up and supporting you….ish.