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.'

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

he go into a slumber for several weeks, as Saint had? Or suddenly

cost him his

do anything

top of the coral pillar. Standing on it, Sunny looked in the direction of the Dreamer

saw a drop of blood rolling off his skin. A moment

hand and swiped it across his upper lip. It came away wet

nose bleed?

to think of it, why did

his hand in confusion, a violent ripple suddenly

***

that surrounded the island, the remnants of the Dreamer Army were at the precipice of

been drowning in the rising flood of black water and the relentless onslaught of

sea had retreated. The sun shined brightly in the sky, drowning the battlefield in its light. Bathed in it, the Nightmare Creatures seemed to

attack the humans in a frenzied rage, their claws and fangs reaping one life after another. But the survivors of the Dreamer Army were repaying every loss

by the exhilarating gift of sudden salvation, they steeled their hearts and fought with zeal, fervor, and murderous will. More and more

Sleepers did not know why the storm 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

impossible anymore. They could

stumbled and slowed her sword dance. A confused, alarmed frown appeared on her face.

monsters for a few short moments,

at the

***

her, Kai

'What is happening?'

the cursed Spire Messengers, pushing the limits of both his body and mind… the exhaustion was catching

Let alone react…

didn't feel well. His whole body ached, and his vision was slowly turning blurry. A sickening feeling of weakness