An iron chain was made of countless interlocking links. When one of those links shattered, the entire chain fell apart.
For example...
Right now!
The roof of the hall where the Original Sins resided vanished.
Without the slightest hesitation, Pride grabbed Sloth and leaped upward.
As his body passed beyond where the ceiling had been, Sloth's nearly vanished form rapidly became solid again.
"Everything was just as I thought."
Sloth let Pride carry him onward. If he could avoid exerting himself, he would. That disposition had long since been etched into his nature. Sloth could not change it, nor would he try.
He lowered his head and looked at the hall that had given birth to them and bound them.
It had undergone destruction once.
Yet the hall had not vanished.
On the contrary, after he and Pride left, it was slowly restoring itself.
Sloth knew that, owing to their inherent nature, new Original Sins would soon be born there, just as they once had been.
That was also why they had seemed immortal and indestructible.
Only this time, the Original Sins would no longer include Pride and Sloth.
There could have been one more.
But...
"That guy... wait!"
Sloth murmured under his breath, then suddenly spotted something and immediately spoke up.
Pride was puzzled, but stopped nonetheless.
Although this companion had "awakened" later than he had, after fighting side by side several times, Pride had come to respect his abilities greatly.
"The chances are slim, but I still want to try."
Sloth muttered to himself.
His hands danced wildly once more.
The power he had just replenished allowed him to calculate more thoroughly, including everything before him.
Soon, the uncertainty vanished from Sloth's eyes. After a flash of sharp light, he divided a portion of his power into eleven