"Gluttony, you'll die first before we do."
The one who spoke was a plump woman in an angry ox-horn mask.
Her name was Lady Wrath, which corresponded to the wrath of the Seven Great Sins. Her strength was in the middle of the seven great sins, and since she was on par with Lady Gluttony, the two of them always fought whenever they met.
"Wrath, you're still the same. Every time you open your mouth, it's like you've eaten some gunpowder," Lady Gluttony chuckled. Her steps paused before she turned into a shadow and arrived in front of Lady Wrath swiftly. The rabbit-head mask on her face flushed red. "Do you know that it's effortless to be killed just like that?"
A cheerful smile spread out from under the mask as her hands clutched around Wrath's neck.
"Teleportation? You've advanced to gold-tier?"
