621 Similar Presence

Pride reverted to its human size quickly but still had an overpowering aura.

Its eyes scanned over the idol sculptures and its wicked gaze quickly shrouded all over them.

Sloth yawned, as though it didn't care but its real and twisted presence was too obvious.

Pride didn't care, its pride came from within its soul, it didn't care about others including one of its own, Sloth.

In Pride's eyes, Sloth was nothing but an ant. In fact other than itself, every other existence was as small as an ant.

While sensing Pride's rapid growth in strength, Sloth was feeling a rare anxiety as well, as though the rage inside Sloth was restless.

Eventually, it held its feelings down and looked at the half-dead Hector. Sloth devoured Hector with its wicked radiance without further hesitant. It knew the chance was hard to come by and probably only once. If it didn't seize the opportunity, it will fall back into the abyss for eternity.