World Order: Rain of Heaven
A contest of light and darkness emerged as the abyssal mouth slid up the blade, opening into a colossal maw of ethereal depth. The brilliant beams of radiance burned brightly, but even that sublime shine was siphoned as the ravenous mouth of sin welcomed them into its dark chasm.
The gluttonous extension of the blade closed its shadow-formed mouth, its cheeks bulging as a glimmer of light could be seen bleeding through.
"C'mon, Gluttony! Swallow it!" Jett urged desperately.
After a bit of motivation, the devilish mouth gulped it down, letting out a fiery breath before returning to the pommel of the sinful sword. For the first time, the ever-smiling mouth on the weapon now held a tired frown.
'Even Gluttony has its limits. I don't know how many more times it can do that,' he considered.