Liore, such a beautiful place to wreak havoc. Three Homunculi were doing a brilliant job-- one in the shadows, commanding; one in the light, disguised, deceiving; one loose in the night, devouring.
That particular night, they all wanted to have a little fun outside. The townspeople were already killing themselves, adding up on the bloodbath wouldn't hurt anyone, would it? Most people would be smart enough to stay in their houses, but there were always fools...
The Lascivious Sin almost sensed her envious sibling. When she walked around a corner, she saw him. The poor fool who had dared to go out at night to try and steal from his neighbour's empty house was now pushed against the brick wall, Envy's slender and bloody fingers curled around his throat. Lust smiled.
There was a sound similar to a cracking a whip; Lust's Ultimate weapon sank deep into the man's shoulder, who immediately cried out in pain-- or at least tried to choke out the sound.
"Having fun without me, I see?" Lust drawled, placing herself behind Envy.