Shadow Slave

Kurt moved with terrible speed, covering the distance between the center of the arena and the first row of the seats, where Sunny and Master Jet were, in a split second.

Just from the way he moved, it was easy to tell that his soul core had been fully saturated a long time ago. He was indeed a powerful Awakened.

…Still, it wasn't enough time to summon a Memory.

The white sparks that were supposed to form into a glaive were just starting to manifest themselves around Jet's hand, but he was already upon her. One of Kurt's hands shot forward, a knife forged out of a strange lusterless alloy appearing in it as if out of nowhere.

The was no magic involved in its sudden appearance, though. The knife had just been hidden in a secret sheath on his forearm.

Of course, Master Jet was much faster. She blocked the strike before it could ever reach her flesh… at the last moment, however, Kurt twisted his wrist and let go of the handle, sending the knife flying past her.

…Right at Sunny.

He had barely any time to react.

The Cruel Sight was still in the process of being summoned, so Sunny used his other hand to try and swat the knife away. It jerked up, but then froze.

'No, wrong!'

A fraction of a second too late, Sunny realized that the knife was not aimed at his body.

It was aimed at his shadow.

And since he had wasted precious time being mistaken about the killer's intentions, it was too late to move his body away to make the shadow shift out of harm's way.

Luckily, Sunny's shadow could move on its own.

It suddenly went out of the sink with his movements and jumped away, letting the knife bury itself in the floor and send a net of cracks through the sturdy synthwood boards.

Shaken, Sunny belatedly jumped back.

'What is this…'

been killed by that devious attack, most likely. To Kurt's misfortune, though, he had met

seemed to teleport forward, tearing through the air so fast that it sent a small shockwave rolling

the velvet seats and momentarily appearing a dozen meters away.

speed toward Master Jet and Sunny. Their purpose was

meant for the Ascended, one for Sunny, and the

strength and speed become even more enhanced. He dashed forward, and finally felt the cool wooden surface of the Cruel

'Not… not too bad…'

this

He's planning

the thought, a dark

next moment, something massive broke through the floorboards and struck her… or at least

jumped back, then suddenly twisted, making her shadow grow smaller. A fourth knife appeared out of nowhere and pierced

Kurt clicked his tongue.

"...So annoying."

meanwhile, was staring at the thing that

out of it, each ending

felt angry at his own

of course he

would the bastard frequent the Slaughterhouse and its underground

didn't look like any kind of a dormant beast Sunny had ever seen. If he had to guess, he would be willing to bet that

arena meant for

in Kurt's hands, Sunny got

to be Fallen, at least. He wasn't sure if they were beasts or monsters, though… just that they looked rather menacing. One was covered in black chitin and had a long tail that ended in a jagged blade, drops of poison falling from it

have been worried… Soul Reaper, though, seemed unperturbed.

probably capable of handling the Echoes without too much trouble, even if one of them was a Fallen Demon or

she be able to do so while also paying attention to her shadow, though? That was not something people

and dashed forward… while Sunny

bastard used, the easier it was for

of surprise in the killer's eyes, and

form of a short sword right now, so the almost non-existent distance between the two

silver blade and swiped at Sunny with his curved sword. Although he was incredibly fast, Sunny was much, much faster. He moved the Cruel Sight and blocked

'Easy…'