V'kleta smiled at the mutated doppleganger in front of him.
"I think it is
thee who should prepare for doom, demons."
V'kleta released a massive surge of the power he contained, and his body ignited, becoming like a demonic phoenix. The wings he had manifested earlier in his fight with Wrath seemed like nothing as the massive ones that had just exploded from his own natural ones carved smoking gashes in the walls of the cavern as he slowly and confidently strode towards the hybrid Greed/Gluttony. He reached the creature, and stood towering over it, expecting terror and anguish from it. A laugh from the beast wiped the smirk from his fiery face.
"Silly quarterblood. Thy power comes from thy ravenous thirst for souls. Dost thou not think that we, thy very thirst incarnate, doth not have such same power? Face it, puny mortal...thou wilt perish."
The merged beasts exploded with their own flaming energy, and rose to great proportions, towering over even the flaming V'kleta. The ceiling of the cavern melted and poured down around them as the beast rose to its full height. With a sweep of its arm, the cave was swept away and they stood on a boiling field of molten rock and magma, volcanic mountains in the distance and a storming sky of ash and lightening above.
V'kleta's eyes widened in shock as the part within him that was Beliar recognized his home realm, the realm where he was worhipped as a god. The amazement faded, replaced by a great confidence and even amusement in his narrowing and slitted eyes. It was his turn to let out a massive laugh that echoed in the molten valley and it was Greed/Gluttony's turn to start in surprise at their foe's reaction.
"You call me silly, and yet you transport us to the one place where I most hold sway? I thought you were Gluttony and Avarice incarnate, not Pride! You dare to think that you can best me on my own turf, in the realm where I am called GOD? For this you will pay with your pathetic life."
The flames covering the Avatars of Sin died off and flickered away into nothing as the realization of its unwitting blunder crept into their eyes. The very playing field that they had thought would seal their victory, instead would seal their fate.
V'kleta took his time with the Sins. Their cries of pain and misery reverbirated throughout the entire realm that was Beliar's domain. When all was done and their ruined body lay before the god that V'kleta was in this realm, and their souls were sucked into
Kir'halla to fuel his further mutation and gathering of power, the realm around V'kleta shimmered and faded back into the cavern, the corpse of the Sins lying cold and lifeless, mostly unrecognizable, on the cave floor.
V'kleta felt deep regret that he could not remain in that realm which gave him so much power, but he knew that one day he would return.
For now, however, there were other Sins to attend to, and he doubted that these ones would be so kind as to make their deaths so easy.