He feigned an uppercut, then swung with his opposite fist, catching me in the abdomen. I took the hit, then swung back, clocking him in the jaw. He spit golden blood on the ground, eyes glinting. “Distracted, brother?” I landed another quick jab. “My spies report that Envy’s scheming. Care to enlighten me why?” “Does anyone ever truly know why he does what he does?” Lust bounced on the balls of his feet, throwing a punch that would have done serious damage if I hadn’t avoided it at the last second. “Wrath said you didn’t patrol the border last night.”
