As Insanity and Calypso remained on high alert, Calypso’s sharp senses caught the faint sound of footsteps behind her. Her eyes widened as she recognized the figure—it was *Greed*. Without hesitation, she shouted a warning to the group, her voice urgent. Before anyone could react, Insanity pushed Afuwafu aside just as he was snatched mid-air, suspended between sky and earth.
"It's *Sky Manipulation*!" Insanity shouted, his voice strained. The Sin of *Envy* had made his presence known, and with a crushing force, *Brave*, the embodiment of Envy’s raw power, grabbed Insanity and slammed him through the nearby trees, sending debris and splinters flying.
Calypso and Afuwafu locked eyes with *Greed*, who stood still, his hands poised and ready, a silent threat. They knew immediately that this Sin had far more experience in battle than they did. A growing sense of unease washed over Afuwafu, the air around her feeling as though it was compressing and expanding unnaturally. It was almost like the unsettling tension of a horror movie—one she once tried to show her younger sister Snow, who hated every minute of it.
“Something’s off,” Afuwafu murmured to Calypso, her eyes scanning the area. "He can control the dead." And right on cue, skeletal figures began to rise from the ground, but these weren’t the usual slow-moving undead. They moved with *hypersonic speed*.
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Both girls barely managed to evade the rapid strikes of the skeletons, dodging the razor-sharp bones flying at them. Just as they caught their breath, Greed himself made his move. With a swift and brutal punch, Greed knocked Calypso out cold. She crumpled to the ground without a sound.
Afuwafu gasped, blood trickling from her mouth as the force of Greed’s power overwhelmed her. Gritting her teeth, she mustered all her remaining strength and landed a hit on Greed’s face. The strike barely registered. Greed turned to her with a slow, menacing glare—a look of pure death. Before Afuwafu could process what was happening, his fist connected with her face, piercing through her consciousness. She wasn’t dead, but she was far from alive. Her body gave way, and she collapsed, completely unconscious.
Meanwhile, Insanity had been battling Envy for what felt like an eternity. The clash of their powers was intense, but Insanity was steadily losing ground. *Brave’s* overwhelming strength and relentless attacks were too much. Despite Insanity’s quick thinking and reflexes, the raw power of Envy kept breaking through his defenses.
In the final moments of their battle, Insanity’s vision blurred. He looked down to see his arm severed, blood pouring from the wound in a steady stream. He had only a second to register the damage before the darkness overtook him, his consciousness slipping away as blood loss set in.