Shadow Slave

Summoning Saint to stand side by side with him once again, Sunny glanced at the gates of the Spire, grimaced, and jumped down from the mound of coral.

'I don't like this at all…'

Out there on the island, it was quiet. Too quiet.

Even though all the Nightmare Creatures were now behind him, slowly devouring the Dreamer Army, the open space pierced by the gazes of the severed heads of stone colossus was too ominous and foreboding to not spell trouble.

But Sunny was done being afraid a long time ago.

'You fear me, instead.'

Walking forward, he passed between the giant heads and entered the empty space in front of the cyclopean gates. Feeling as though someone was staring at his back, Sunny shivered and approached the seven locks.

Halfway to the gates, he stopped, hesitated for a moment and then looked back, at stone heads.

This was the first time he saw the faces of the seven heroes.

The face of the Lord was noble and dignified, the face of the Priestess — beautiful and gentle. The Slayer was arrogant and cold, her lips twisted in a crooked grin. The Stranger wore a helmet, darkness nesting in the crack of its visor.

'...People. They were just people.'

Turning away, Sunny sighed, then shook his head in dejection.

'I won't judge you for what you have done. But I hope… I really that we will be able to do better.'

With that, he took another step forward… and froze.

Something had changed on the stretch of land between him and the gates of the Crimson Spire. A cold wind suddenly howled, throwing bits of coral into the air.

did not fall down. Instead, more and more of the crimson shards flew

outstretched his hand, summoning the Midnight Shard

of crimson coral stood in front of him and Saint, blocking the path to the star sigil.

of the Knight. The slender figure of the Slayer.

sense of terrible, profane power. Despite their outward appearance, he felt that these creatures were desecrating the memory of the ancient heroes instead of manifesting

golems, the blade of

of you? Do you really think this

eyes gleamed, turning cold

then, fools, come

forward and raised the

out of nowhere and put his round shield in the path of the austere tachi. Hitting

Sunny's eyes widened.

'Fast…'

flying toward his temple with terrible speed. Gritting his teeth, Sunny

through his body, he was thrown backward and slid on

it! How are

up, he saw seven tall figures approaching him with steady, inevitable malice. Each of the golems was powerful enough to

Saint raised her shield and hit its rim twice with the blade of

'Whatever. Let's do this!'

***

furiously resisting the horde of Nightmare Creatures. By now, all of the

still alive were engulfed by the bloody chaos of the slaughter, desperately trying to survive in the midst of

else could survive the devastating pressure that the horde exerted in the zealous attempts

blood boiling and evaporating into the

for their salvation, how could they give up? As long as her light was there to banish the darkness, how

no monster had managed to break through the remnants of the first two lines and

terrible scene of the massacre below him, and then raised