You Would Be The First  

Chang Xuefeng cocked his head to the side as he stared at Pride's meat sack.

It wasn't that bad of a choice for that particular Sin, and it was easy to see why the demon liked it so much. Still, he wasn't above punching a demon in the face just to see him bleed.

"The humans have this wonderful phrase," chuckled Chang Xuefeng, trying to remain composed while at the same time struggling with all the souls in his possession. He wasn't supposed to store them inside of himself, and now he had taken so many that he felt nauseous as they continued to bang around inside of him. "Fuck around and find out."

"Oh?" purred Pride. "Surely you know that if I am here, so are my brothers. Seven against one seems like perfect odds to me."

"Eight," snarled a voice behind Chang Xuefeng, causing the reaper to spin around. He never even heard the other man approach, and that was next to impossible. No one could sneak up on a reaper… no one.