Ten minutes earlier, Detective Azgori, Rain the Demon Cat, Lady Stacey the Sin of Lust, and the three succubi stood in the Fancy office of Lady Stacey within the bar Utopia. The atmosphere was charged with tension as they processed what they had just witnessed: Adam disappearing through a portal with the Sin of Envy.

Detective Azgori stood still, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation. "We need to act quickly," he said, his voice firm with determination. "If Envy has taken Adam, we can't afford to waste any time."

Rain, the Demon Cat, regarded Azgori with a solemn expression, his tail flicking thoughtfully. "Agreed," he mused. "But we must tread carefully. Envy is cunning and manipulative. We must anticipate their next move."

Lady Stacey, her non existent face stared with a intense and focused gaze in agreement. "Envy will undoubtedly have a plan in motion," she said, her voice silky smooth. "We must be prepared for anything. She brought him to her domain, all sins have one that multiplies their power,"

The succubi exchanged worried glances amongst themselves, their expressions mirroring the gravity of the situation. They knew that the stakes were high, and failure was not an option.

Detective Azgori turned to Lady Stacey, the Sin of Lust, his expression thoughtful as he posed the question. "Lady Stacey," he began, "do you believe that your power rivals that of Envy?"

Lady Stacey met his gaze with a knowing chuckle, her gaze and stance shimmering with confidence. "Envy may possess formidable strength," she replied, her voice laced with a hint of intrigue, "but my power lies in a different realm altogether."

As the embodiment of Lust, Lady Stacey understood the intricacies of desire and temptation better than anyone. Her influence extended beyond mere physical strength, delving into the deepest recesses of the human psyche.

"While Envy may seek to sow discord and resentment," Lady Stacey continued, her tone measured, "I wield the power of passion and desire. My strength lies in the ability to manipulate emotions and bend wills to my whim. if i had to give you a direct answer though i could beat her outside of her realm but inside her realm i would be powerless"

Detective Azgori nodded thoughtfully, considering her words. He understood that while Envy may pose a direct threat in terms of physical confrontation, Lady Stacey's abilities could prove just as formidable in their own right if in the right environment.

"Your powers may indeed offer us a unique advantage," Azgori conceded, a hint of admiration in his voice. "We must use every tool at our disposal if we are to succeed in this endeavor."

Detective Azgori felt a chill run down his spine as Lady Stacey stepped into his personal space, her presence both alluring and intimidating. He met her gaze with a mixture of apprehension and intrigue, captivated by the gravity of her proposal.

As she spoke of her power to send one person to Envy's realm and destroy the object that powered it, Azgori's mind raced with the implications of such a task. He knew that venturing into Envy's domain would be fraught with danger, but the opportunity to strike at the heart of their adversary's power was too tempting to resist.

"You're asking me to take on a monumental task," Azgori replied, his voice steady despite the uncertainty swirling within him. "But if it means weakening Envy and giving us a fighting chance to rescue Adam, then I'm willing to do whatever it takes."

Lady Stacey nodded in acknowledgment, her nod gleaming with approval. "It won't be easy," she cautioned, her voice soft but resolute. "Envy's realm is a place of darkness and despair. But I believe that you have the strength and determination to succeed."

With a sense of purpose burning within him, Azgori braced himself for the challenges that lay ahead. He knew that the fate of their world hung in the balance, and he was prepared to risk everything to tip the scales in their favor.

As Lady Stacey prepared to enact her powerful magic, Azgori steeled himself for the journey ahead. With one last glance at his companions, he stepped forward, ready to confront the darkness that awaited him in Envy's realm and strike a decisive blow against their common enemy as a pink portal emerged around the detective.

"Good Luck" Lady Stacey said playfully

As Detective Azgori emerged through the swirling pink portal into the realm of Envy, his senses were immediately assailed by a palpable aura of darkness and malevolence. The air seemed to crackle with oppressive energy as he took in his surroundings, his eyes scanning the dimly lit landscape.

With a swift motion, Azgori drew his knife, his movements fluid and precise as he intercepted the blade aimed at Adam's neck. The force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air, the clang of metal against metal echoing in the eerie silence of the realm.

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Back in the present:

After both Frost and Adam exchanged information about their plans of a object here in the Garden,

Detective Azgori met Adam's gaze with a firm nod, understanding the urgency of their mission. "I'll hold them off as long as I can," he replied, his voice resolute. "But be careful, Adam. Envy's realm is a treacherous place."

With a determined nod of his own, Adam set off into the dimly lit landscape, his senses sharp as he scanned the surroundings for any sign of the object that powered the realm. Meanwhile, Detective Azgori braced himself for the inevitable confrontation with the plant men and Lilith, knowing that he would need to buy Adam as much time as possible.

As the plant men surged forward, their twisted forms writhing with malevolent energy, Detective Azgori sprang into action, his combat knife flashing in the dim light of the garden as he met their attacks head-on. With each strike, he fought with all his might, holding the line against overwhelming odds.

Lilith, the embodiment of Envy, loomed on the outskirts of the battle, her eyes blazing with malice as she directed her minions with deadly precision. But Detective Azgori refused to falter, his determination unwavering as he focused on the task at hand with a devilish smile.

Despite the ferocity of their onslaught, Detective Azgori held his ground, buying precious moments for Adam to search for the object that powered the realm. With each passing moment, he could feel the weight of their mission pressing down upon him, but he refused to yield to despair.

As the battle raged on, Detective Azgori's resolve remained unshakable. With every fiber of his being, he fought to protect Adam and secure their chance of victory against the forces of Envy. And as he clashed with the plant men and as he faced down Lilith herself, he knew that he didn't stand a chance against her when powered by her own realm, but he was not gonna let that stop him from trying his best.

As Lilith discovered the true nature of Detective Azgori and Adam's plan, a wave of fury swept over her, igniting a fire within her that burned with a fierce intensity. With a roar of rage, she launched herself into the fray, her every movement fueled by the raw power of Envy.

Detective Azgori braced himself as Lilith descended upon him, her onslaught relentless and unforgiving. He met her attacks head-on, his combat knife a blur of motion as he fought tooth and nail to hold his ground against her overwhelming power.

The air crackled with energy as Detective Azgori and Lilith clashed, their blows echoing through the dimly lit landscape of Envy's realm. Each strike sent shockwaves rippling through the air, the force of their battle threatening to tear the very fabric of reality asunder.

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Despite Lilith's newfound ferocity, Detective Azgori refused to back down. With every ounce of strength and determination he possessed, he pushed himself to the limit, meeting her blow for blow in a fierce contest of wills.

As they battled, Adam continued his search for the object that powered the realm looking for the shinning light he saw earlier, his senses sharp as he scoured the landscape for any sign of its presence. With each passing moment, the weight of their mission bore down upon him, driving him forward with a sense of urgency.

But time was running out, and the forces of Envy were closing in around them. With Lilith's full power unleashed upon them, Detective Azgori and Adam knew that they faced their greatest challenge yet.

With a defiant roar, Detective Azgori redoubled his efforts, his determination unwavering in the face of overwhelming odds. And as he clashed with Lilith blow for blow, he knew that the fate of their world hung in the balance.

As Detective Azgori clashed with Lilith, the embodiment of Envy, he couldn't help but notice a profound difference in his own strength compared to when he had faced Gluttony. Every blow he exchanged with Lilith seemed to carry more weight, every movement imbued with a newfound power that surged through his veins.

In the heat of battle, Detective Azgori's mind raced as he contemplated the source of this newfound strength. He remembered the pivotal moment when he had consumed his mother Lady Amora's heart, a desperate act born out of necessity to return to life and that it must of increased his potential in combat.

With each strike, Detective Azgori channeled this newfound strength, his movements fluid and decisive as he pushed himself beyond his previous limits. He felt a sense of confidence surging within him, a conviction that he was more than capable of standing against Lilith and her formidable power.

As the battle raged on, Detective Azgori embraced his newfound strength, using it to fuel his resolve and press forward against the forces of Envy. With each passing moment, he grew more determined to emerge victorious, knowing that the fate of their world depended on his ability to overcome this formidable adversary.

With a fierce roar, Detective Azgori redoubled his efforts, his every action driven by the unyielding determination to protect those he cared about and rid their world of the darkness that threatened to consume it. And as he clashed with Lilith, he knew that he would not falter, for he had become a force to be reckoned with, empowered by the strength of his mother's heart that he consumed.

As Frost, fueled by the newfound strength he derived from his mother's heart, pushed Lilith back with a determined resolve, her words cut through the air like a chilling wind. Her mention of Lady Amora, Frost's mother, stirred memories and emotions within him, but he remained steadfast in his focus.

Lilith's taunt echoed in Frost's mind, a reminder of the formidable foe he faced. Despite the power he had inherited, he knew that Lilith, as the embodiment of Envy, wielded an immense strength born from jealousy and resentment.

But Frost refused to be intimidated. With a steely gaze, he met Lilith's eyes, his voice ringing out with unwavering conviction. "I may only possess a fraction of my mother's power, but I will not let that deter me," he declared, his tone laced with determination. "I will fight to protect those I care about, no matter the odds."

With a flicker of uncertainty crossing Lilith's expression, Frost seized the opportunity to press his advantage. Channeling the strength of his mother's heart, he surged forward, his every movement calculated and precise as he continued to push Lilith back.

As the battle raged on, Frost's resolve remained unshaken. He knew that he faced an uphill battle against Lilith and her formidable powers of Envy, but he refused to back down. With each strike, he channeled the essence of Lady Amora within him, drawing upon her strength and courage to fuel his own.

And as Frost clashed with Lilith, their powers colliding in a spectacular display of light and shadow, he knew that he would not rest until he had emerged victorious. For he carried within him the legacy of his mother, a legacy of bravery and sacrifice that would guide him through even the darkest of times.

As Lilith's words echoed through the realm of Envy, Frost's eyes widened in alarm as he watched the plant men crumple to the ground, their forms dissolving into shimmering green orbs of energy. The air crackled with raw power as more and more orbs materialized, swirling around Lilith in a chaotic vortex.

A sense of dread washed over Frost as he realized what was happening. Lilith, fueled by her insatiable envy, was drawing upon the very essence of her realm, absorbing its power to enhance her own.

With each passing moment, Frost could feel the balance of power shifting in Lilith's favor. Her form seemed to glow with an otherworldly light as she grew stronger, her eyes gleaming with triumph.

But Frost refused to give in to despair. Drawing upon the strength of his mother's heart, he focused his energy, preparing to meet Lilith's newfound power head-on.

As the energy continued to swirl around Lilith, Frost steeled himself for the battle ahead. With determination burning in his heart, he charged forward, ready to face the full force of Lilith's envy-fueled might.

With every ounce of strength he possessed, Frost unleashed a barrage of attacks, his movements swift and decisive as he sought to break through Lilith's defenses. The air crackled with energy as their powers clashed, sending shockwaves rippling through the realm.

As Lilith's overwhelming surge of power swept over Frost, he felt himself being thrown back with incredible force, his body crashing into the ground with a sickening thud. The sheer magnitude of Lilith's energy was unlike anything he had ever experienced, and he struggled to maintain his footing against the relentless onslaught.

With each passing moment, Frost felt his strength waning, his body battered and bruised from the ferocity of the attack. His clothes tore under the strain, exposing his skin to the harsh elements of Lilith's realm, and he could taste the metallic tang of blood as it trickled from numerous cuts and wounds.

Despite the pain and exhaustion, Frost refused to yield. With a fierce determination burning within him, he pushed himself to his feet, his muscles trembling with exertion as he braced himself against Lilith's onslaught.

But the force of her power was relentless, pushing him back further and further until he could no longer resist. With a final, desperate effort, Frost gritted his teeth against the pain as he was dragged across the grass, his body leaving a trail of blood in its wake.

As Frost struggled to regain his footing amidst Lilith's relentless assault, he suddenly felt the earth itself rise up against him. Vines, thick and sinewy, erupted from the ground around him, ensnaring his body in a vice-like grip. He gasped as the vines coiled tighter and tighter, constricting around him with an unyielding force.

Trapped mid-air, Frost could feel the pressure of the vines bearing down on him, squeezing the breath from his lungs and rendering him immobile. With each passing moment, the tendrils tightened their hold, threatening to crush him beneath their weight.

Through the haze of pain and desperation, Frost could hear Lilith's mocking laughter echoing through the air. Her amusement only fueled his determination, igniting a spark of defiance within him even as he struggled against his bonds.

With every ounce of strength he could muster, Frost fought against the suffocating grip of the vines, his muscles straining against the relentless pressure. But try as he might, he could not break free from their grasp.

As the vines tightened around Frost's body, digging deeper into his flesh with every passing moment, the pain became unbearable. His vision blurred, his consciousness fading as the pressure mounted, crushing the very breath from his lungs.

Despite his valiant efforts to break free, Frost's strength waned under the relentless assault of Lilith's power. Each vine seemed to pulse with malevolent energy, draining him of his vitality and leaving him weakened and vulnerable.

With a final, desperate gasp, Frost's world went dark as he slipped into unconsciousness, his body limp and lifeless in the grip of the vines. The sounds of Lilith's mocking laughter echoed in his ears as he drifted into oblivion, unaware of the fate that awaited him in the realm of Envy.

With Frost incapacitated and Lilith reveling in her victory, she skipped away gleefully, her malicious laughter echoing through the desolate landscape of Envy's realm. Each step she took sent tremors through the ground, a testament to her newfound power and dominance over her domain.

As Lilith made her way through the twisted corridors of her realm, her thoughts turned to Adam, her obsession burning brighter than ever. With Frost out of the way, nothing stood between her and her beloved target.

Her heart raced with anticipation as she envisioned the moment she would finally lay eyes on Adam once again. The thought of his presence filled her with a sense of euphoria, driving her forward with renewed determination.

Through the dark and winding pathways of Envy's realm, Lilith pressed on, her pace quickening with every passing moment. She could feel Adam's presence calling out to her, drawing her ever closer to her ultimate prize.

And as she skipped along, her mind filled with visions of Adam's sweet face, Lilith's smile widened with each step. For she knew that soon, he would be hers once more, and nothing would stand in the way of their reunion.

As Lilith skipped along, reveling in her impending reunion with Adam, her joy was abruptly interrupted by a sudden burst of dark red energy that illuminated the sky in a crimson glow. Startled, she whirled around to see Detective Frost, the one she had knocked out, enveloped in an ominous aura of demonic power.

Her eyes widened in surprise and a hint of concern flickered across her face as she beheld the transformation overtaking the detective. The dark energy swirling around him seemed to pulse with malevolent intent, casting eerie shadows across the desolate landscape of Envy's realm.

For a moment, Lilith hesitated, uncertain of what to make of this unexpected turn of events. But as the energy continued to surge and intensify, she realized that Frost had tapped into something far more sinister than she had anticipated.