The human part of me was reacting. I can see in the dark, as a being of Hell, darkness is my friend. But Sloth's influence had two things on me.
One...I started feeling drowsy.
Two...I cannot see shit!
"Guys...?" I asked as soft snores started rising.
"Hey, wake up. Cyrus, not you too!" I exclaimed, but I felt as though my voice was alone in a sleeping world. The Palace was a sanctum guided with slumber and filth. Laziness, or then called Acedia, was starting to get to me sooner than I thought.
"Ha...!" I yawned for the umpteenth time. My feet were on the ground, and I kept walking. I could feel it. My path was...unblocked. Like there were born obstructions. Cyrus was in front of me. Shouldn't I have bumped into him?
"Cyrus...? Gena! Akira!" I yelled.
"Gosh...this is stupid. Sins in my body, keep me alive. Wrath, you hate the influence of Sloth, right? Protect me." I said, asking the sin that I have two orbs of.
Two orbs, twice as much individual control.
