"Hmm… You may address me as Wrath." The red mask was the first one to speak up. Followed quickly by the others, it sounded like he was the oldest. But there was no way to tell with alien races.
"Lust, and you already know Pride." The golden mask spoke over Pride's scream of pain as a scorching hot light burned his wound closed.
"Envy, and I am going to get you back for the last time we fought." The green mask announced with a growl. He was ready to jump forward to attack him but hesitated.
"Gluttony." The blue mask spoke one word and slightly nodded his head in acknowledgement.
"Then the one not speaking above you is Greed." Belphe announced, "now then. Why don't we get you and your comrades wrapped up and get some proper restraints on you."
"Don't." Greed spoke above Jace. "Can barely hold his feet." Greed told them in barely a whisper and all of the sins looked at Jace with surprise.
