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.

Granted, all of them had been much weaker back then. Neph also had not used her Aspect Ability, while

of it, 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,

he already knew the secret of how one had to fight against Caster. He had learned it from Changing Star herself, during that

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

understanding of the underlying laws of combat and a true mastery

his skill and instincts. His mind had entered into the state of flow, making his perception stark and all-encompassing, his thoughts quicker. His intuition was enhanced by the knowledge of

him a chance to

moment later, Caster attacked again, and Sunny jerked the Midnight Shard sideways, blocking the ghostly green jian at

'Up…'

the two blades collided. A split second later, the Legacy brought down

'Thrust at the neck…'

Sunny in the shoulder. This time, the leather pauldron of his

then immediately thrust it forward, aiming to cut the enemy's throat. The Midnight Shard awkwardly pushed the gleaming blade away, but

'Damn it!'

of a couple of seconds, filling the echoing expanse of the Crimson Spire with

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 had done all of that,

was he alive, he wasn't even seriously injured…

then whipped his empty head forward, as though trying to

however, a ghostly stiletto appeared in

jian. Sunny barely managed

him a contemptuous glance, Caster

there when

out with the austere tachi, buying

it slipped

the Legacy, then followed it with a fearsome thrust of his sword. Caster easily dodged the stiletto, deflected the tachi,

a fraction of a second,

gleaming jian