Shadow Slave

'Fast… too fast…'

Caster was moving with astonishing speed, his figure turning into a blur. His Flaw was a cruel one, but the power of the Aspect Ability he possessed was also incredible.

In fact, Sunny had never met anyone with an Ability as powerful as this, with the exception of himself and Nephis. Even the greatest warriors on the Forgotten Shore would have had no chance against it. Gemma, Effie, Seishan… all of them would have been easily killed by the deadly scion of the Han Li clan.

Perhaps only Harus could have fought him to a draw.

But even then, Sunny wasn't sure. Not only did Caster possess a terrifying Ability, but he was also one of the most skilled swordsmen of their generation. He also had a whole arsenal of Memories hidden away inside his soul. Surely, he had a way to fight while blinded.

…That's why Sunny did not waste any time trying to destroy the Memory lantern illuminating their surroundings. Instead, he just trusted his sword, and met Caster's attack with his own.

Two swords collided in the air, and in the next moment, Caster flew past Sunny and slowed down, eventually coming to a stop. A drop of blood fell off the tip of his jian.

Sunny staggered.

'Curse you…'

The sleeve of the Puppeteer's Shroud was torn, and there was a shallow cut on his shoulder. He had managed to deflect the strike aimed at his heart, but wasn't fast enough to avoid being wounded after all.

On Caster's face, there was a dark expression. Looking at Sunny, who was still alive, he grimaced and spat:

"Not bad. This is going to be entertaining, at least."

Hidden behind the mask, Sunny grinned.

"Oh, yeah. I'm having a lot of fun myself, thanks."

Of course, that was a lie.

had been much weaker back then. Neph also had not used her Aspect Ability, while Sunny was using

the gap in speed between the two of them was not completely lethal. And yet, he was incomparably slower. In terms of pure physical ability, Sunny had no hope

had to fight against Caster. He had

almost defeated her swift enemy. She had anticipated Caster's moves instead of reacting to them, and due to that, his

possess an intricate understanding of the

mind had entered into the state of flow, making his

him a chance to

and Sunny jerked the Midnight Shard sideways, blocking the

'Up…'

move even before the two blades collided. A split second later, the Legacy brought

'Thrust at the neck…'

in the shoulder. This time, the leather

The Midnight Shard awkwardly pushed the gleaming blade away, but not fast enough — another shallow cut

'Damn it!'

on nothing but defense. Dozens of strikes rained on him in a span of a couple of seconds, filling the echoing expanse of the Crimson Spire with the clangor of steel. More and more cuts appeared on his body —

couldn't make up for his lack of speed completely. Months of training, hundreds of battles, countless hours spent gaining insight into the inner workings of swordsmanship... Caster

was he alive, he

block and dodged the blade of Caster's sword instead, then whipped his empty head forward, as though

however, a ghostly

by a powerful hit of the jian. Sunny barely managed

contemptuous

Have you forgotten that I was there when Changing Star gave you

lashed out with the austere

it slipped

it with a fearsome thrust of his sword. Caster easily dodged the stiletto, deflected the tachi, and kicked him in the

of a second, he

lunged forward. The gleaming jian flashed through the air, and at the same time, Sunny suddenly spun and twisted