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.'

his teeth. He was simultaneously excited and scared to find out what was going to happen

slumber for several weeks, as Saint had? Or suddenly

could cost him

do anything

climb and soon reached the very top of the

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

his hand and swiped it across

nose bleed? What

of it, why did

in confusion, a violent ripple

***

Army were at

minutes ago, they had been drowning in the rising flood of black water and the relentless onslaught of the horde, lost in the fury of a cataclysmic

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

not giving up, however. The monsters continued to attack the humans in a frenzied rage, their claws and fangs reaping one life

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

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 this hell, and somehow, even

victory was not impossible anymore. They could practically

her face. Dodging the claws of an attacking abomination, she thrust her

of the swarming monsters for a few short

at

***

Kai was still

'What is happening?'

struggling against the crushing wind, dodging bolts of lightning and the cursed Spire Messengers, pushing the

Let alone react…

well. His whole body ached, and his vision was