Shadow Slave

With the Carapace Demon using his deadly scythe to support the weight of his body, Sunny was temporarily safe from its sharp blade. Of course, the monster had other means of attack. Each one of his towering legs was like a siege ram, dangerous and capable of devastating destruction.

But at the moment, his position was too precarious to lash out with them. Sunny had at least a second to do whatever he wished to, with no risk involved.

The only thing he had to avoid was going directly under the behemoth, thus putting himself in danger of being crushed to death by the demon's giant body.

Coincidentally, that was exactly what he had to do.

'Crap, crap, crap!'

Glancing up at the massive armored creature, Sunny cursed and dashed forward. A moment later, he dove underneath the Carapace Demon, feeling the thick shadows swallow him whole.

Instantly, Sunny was covered in cold sweat. There was nothing but polished metal and murderous intent above him now. All the monster had to do to turn the tiny human into a puddle of blood was to rest his body on the sand.

Under the crushing weight, Sunny's organs would burst and his bones would turn to dust. There wouldn't be anything solid left of him at all, only a thin layer of bloody goo smeared across the ground.

Not the best situation to find yourself in.

With his nerves on the verge of melting, Sunny brandished his sword and rushed forward. His eyes were glued to the joints of Carapace Demon's legs. He was utterly focused, looking for the slightest movement. Waiting for it.

With no room for error, Sunny pushed every unnecessary thought and emotion into the farthest corner of his mind, not allowing dread, doubt and his tendency to overthink things to slow him down even by a fraction of a second.

Time moved excruciatingly slowly. It felt as though hours had passed, but in reality, it was only a couple of moments. Sunny was only at the second pair of the giant monster's legs.

It was then that he finally noticed the almost imperceptible change in the demon's posture. The tension in his joint changed slightly, indicating that the behemoth was about to move.

This was the sign that Sunny was both hoping for and terrified of. Now, his survival was wholly dependent on whether or not he was fast enough.

As soon as his eyes had registered the change in the creature's posture, Sunny pivoted on one leg and dashed to the side, trying to get away from underneath the armored giant. A small cloud of sand was sent flying by his sudden turn.

But the demon was incredibly fast. He threw his body down, determined to squash the odious invader like a bug. With inertia and the limits of his human body slowing Sunny down, he felt the metal surface of the carapace begin to fall down on his head long before reaching the safe zone.

Death was approaching with abhorrent speed.

he going to make it

a thunderous crash, sending large clouds of sand into the air.

Sunny by just a few centimeters. He flew from underneath the demon's body at the last possible moment by performing a desperate

back to his feet, slightly disoriented

actually managed to

was

was not really astonished. His actions, while potentially fatal, had been deliberate and calculated. He was not in the habit of putting his life

were also always purposeful and

to bring

forcing the giant creature down to the ground, in reach of their blades, could they hope to

The bastard was now lying on his abdomen, his carapace and humanoid torso, where all the vital organs were

fatal blow… although he still had no idea about how she was

was now severely reduced, the distance

about to experience that hardship for

no idea how Nephis was doing on the other side of the creature's enormous body against the pincer,

eye of the demon that followed his every move was not

he could think of — he jumped as high as he could and pulled his legs up to his chest, performing

by the shadow, the height of his jump was nothing short of impressive, by human standards. The scythe's blade whistled beneath Sunny, so close that he could

scythe would come back, but he had a

with him, and him alone. To do that, he had to get in range of both the scythe and

What a lovely task!

out, Sunny spun around

him again, this time in a ruthless horizontal thrust. The sharp tip of the scythe was flying through the

As the result, there was already no time

the difference between life and death on

centurion flashed in Sunny's mind. The situation was eerily similar to this one, with the inescapable doom approaching him at the speed

the blade of a

was before. Since that fateful battle, he had spent every day training, gaining experience and gathering power. He

that easy to

the hard steel of the Azure Blade. Not only did Sunny block the blow, he even managed to angle the sword in

on the hilt, the other gripped the tip of the blade with enough strength to prevent the edge from

residual force was still enough to send him flying back… but it was not enough to break the bones in his hands. Not with the