Shadow Slave

Chapter 348

Sunny lay on the ground, gulping air like a dying fish. It felt as though he was drowning.

His body was a map of pain. He couldn't even remember how many injuries he had received… there was the gash in his side left by Caster's jian, the gruesome wound that almost severed his clavicle, the long cut across his ribs… and many smaller ones.

But he was still alive.

He was still able to fight.

He was still not willing to give up.

…All around him, the Crimson Spire was trembling and groaning, slowly starting to collapse.

Gritting his teeth, Sunny tiredly pushed himself off the ground. His body protested, but he forced it into silence and slowly rose to his feet. The blade of the Midnight Shard scraped against the stones as he pulled it up.

Nephis was doing the same.

The young woman stood up and staggered, then regained her balance and grew still. Her posture was slumped, with one hand pressed tightly against the deep wound on her abdomen.

Changing Star looked weak and beaten, her fearsome presence diminished. Her face was pale, bloodied, and grim, contorted by a grimace of suffering.

…Only her eyes, which burned with dimming white flames, were still the same — striking, cold, and full of unshakable resolve.

Both of them were washed in the ethereal light of the Gateway.

Looking at Neph through that light, Sunny slowly inhaled and said in a hoarse voice:

"...Let's finish this."

at him for a few moments, then

were painted red by

and dashed forward, sending a cloud of

of the Gateway, their swords whistling through the air like hungry fiends. The clangor of steel drowned the sound of breaking stone, resounding in the darkness of the Crimspon Spire

and pain to make them weaker. Instead, they fought with ruthless ferociousness, throwing everything they

hanging on Sunny's neck entered a state of frenzy. At times, it

never been as

yet, it was

for him to handle. She

like a monster than

silver steel wreathed in

damage he received in return was twice as terrible. His

burning, too, his vision becoming blurry because of all the blood streaming into them. He

can't… I can't go

of something. Something devious and smart, something that

first time, Sunny's bag of

thought, he couldn't imagine anything that would

knew him too well. Better than anyone in

Two worlds, even…

of victory if everything continued as it had. He was

did the one thing

desperate gamble with little chance

he forced his perception to shift… and started weaving

and then aimed it at Changing Star, trying to mimic

it as a

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