Vale was left alone with the sleeping beauty, who slowly raised her head and blinked, showing off the misty blue hue of her eyes.
Sloth steadily craned her head from left to right. After confirming she was alone with Lust… she put her head back on the table and returned to sleeping.
'The hell?'
Vale awkwardly watched the sleeping girl, who began to snore, but he noticed as her eyes twitched ever so slightly. Then, the girl of blue blinked awake in a sudden motion, unbefitting of sloth.
Vale curiously stared at Sloth, who pushed her hands against the table and threw herself into the back of her comfortable-looking throne. Then, the girl closed her eyes for a couple of seconds. When she reopened them, the blue aura emanating from them grew to frightening levels, as if a blue sun had risen in the black expanse.
Yet this sun was by no means warm. It felt cold and damning.
Each second Vale spent staring into the radiant blue gleam, he understood Wrath more and more.
