Shadow Slave

The dark sea was gone.

And all the horrors that dwelt in its cursed depths were gone with it, too.

The world was bathed in pure sunlight. The surface of the Labyrinth suddenly became vibrant and bright, with stark shadows hiding under the jagged pillars of the crimson coral. The furious white sun burned above the Crimson Spire, as if frozen in the middle of the sky.

Sunny even had to cover his eyes for a few seconds.

Laying on the ground, he allowed himself a few moments of rest. A short laugh escaped from his lips.

'I actually did it?'

Speak about the unlikely events...

Unfortunately, he couldn't really rest yet.

The battle wasn't over. The horde of Nightmare Creatures was not defeated yet.

…And somewhere in the Spire, the Crimson Terror itself was not defeated, either.

With a deep sigh, Sunny collected himself and rose to his feet. They were almost there. They almost escaped. Now, all that was left was to make one final push. Even if it was going to be the hardest one yet...

Looking at the tall mound of coral towering above him, he squinted against the light and began climbing it.

Was it always so bright?

As Sunny climbed, he summoned the runes and glanced at them.

Shadows: [Marble Saint].

'Thank gods.'

He knew that Saint was alright, but still wanted to check. The taciturn demon had been heavily damaged and was bound to spend a long time restoring herself, however, her existence was not in danger.

his eyes slid

Shadow Fragments: [999/1000].

'...Crap.'

find out what was going to happen once he saturated the Shadow Core. It was bound

several weeks, as Saint had? Or suddenly become incapacitated amidst furious combat, as Nephis had been after defeating

could cost

can do

top of the

saw a drop of blood rolling

it across his upper lip. It

bleed? What the

think of it, why did he feel so

hand in confusion, a violent ripple suddenly

***

the remnants of the Dreamer Army were at the precipice

a few minutes ago, they had been drowning in the rising flood of black water and the relentless

sea had retreated. The sun shined brightly in the sky, drowning the battlefield in its

frenzied rage, their claws and

the exhilarating gift of sudden salvation, they steeled their hearts and fought with zeal, fervor, and murderous will. More and more Nightmare Creatures fell to their blades, and the horde did not seem to be endless

had dissipated and why the cursed sea had retreated, but their faith in Changing Star now burned even brighter. She had promised to guide them out of this

victory was not impossible anymore. They could practically taste

suddenly stumbled and slowed her sword dance. A confused, alarmed frown appeared on her face. Dodging the claws of an attacking abomination, she thrust her sword into

for a

looked at

***

Kai was still

'What is happening?'

dodging bolts of lightning and the cursed Spire Messengers, pushing the limits of both his body and

Let alone react…

well. His whole body ached, and his vision was slowly turning blurry. A sickening feeling of weakness permeated his