"Hihihihihi..."
Tiny sounds of escaping laughter sounded from Lust. Her body trembled, as though possessed by thousands of maddening spirits.
"Kekekekekahahahaha!" She kept laughing maniacally.
For a moment, all attention was on her as the atmosphere grew intensely stiff.
Suddenly, Lust's body stopped swaying and regained its calm. The moment she stood uprightly, the weapons that pierced her began sinking deeper into her flesh. Each sword was over eighteen inches long, yet they entered deeper into her body.
The most bizarre thing about this was that none of the blades seemed to find an exit on the other end and merely drowned in the endless pit that dwelled within Lust.
Squishing sounds sounded as the blades became one with her, and in a second, no a fraction of a second, the swords were completely buried within her, forever trapped in Lust's body.
