Shade crossed the distance before Gluttony's enormous hand finished descending.
His right hand cut upward, dragging a narrow edge of darkness along the wound he had left beneath the Sin's limb. Black flesh split apart. For a fraction of a second, Shade felt the familiar resistance of something deeper than muscle, and his grin widened as he forced his shadows through the opening.
Then the wound closed around his hand.
Gluttony had anticipated him. The surrounding pressure changed direction, pulling Shade forward while crushing his shoulder backward. His damaged ribs ground against one another, and the shadow bindings holding his spine together began to tear.
Shade abandoned the attack immediately. He twisted sideways, dissolved his trapped fingers into darkness, and dropped beneath the limb before it closed against Gluttony's torso. Even so, the force caught his right shoulder and wrenched it violently out of position.
