The blood tainted glass was held by a long hand.
The owner of the hand didn't mind the blood on the glass at all, he drank all of it and even licked his lips to savor the last bit as if he was trying to recall the bitterness of the wine.
However, the moment was broken soon by a formless blade slicing through the glass.
Pak!
The glass was cut in half neatly.
The person who held the glass didn't escape as well but despite the fearful cut, the person didn't care at all.
Or in other words, he didn't care about his body at all, what he cared more was the glass with the unique wine fragrance and now, it was sliced in half.
The fragrance floated in the air and was soon overpowered by the bloody stench.
"Do you know what you've done?"
Amidst the heavy growling, Gluttony was looking at the God ferociously, as if he was going to eat him.
"Bird of Death?"
