King of Gluttony, stuffed to death?
The prison guards on the second floor exchanged bewildered looks; the invincible overseer in their eyes was actually killed by two boxes of pizza?
This presumably horrifying scene seemed not so terrifying after all.
The weapon wasn't a sword or gunpowder, nor was it wind, fire, lightning or thunder, but an ever-expanding dough. After completely submerging the King of Gluttony, the dough didn't stop growing, it climbed along the walls to the ceiling, eventually sealing the breach made by the motorcycle. Only once this was done, did the guards belatedly realize the reason behind Ethan's actions—this uninvited guest used the dough to block the prison's entrances and exits.
"Retreat, retreat! Quickly report to the Prison Warden!"
