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…'

have 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

long disengaged, though. As soon as he threw the knife, he saturated his body with essence and lunged back, smashing through the velvet seats and

toward Master Jet and Sunny. Their purpose was not to kill or wound them, but just

for the Ascended, one for Sunny, and the last one for his

around his body, feeling his strength and speed become even more enhanced. He dashed forward, and finally felt the cool wooden surface of

'Not… not too bad…'

voice tore this thought to

He's

finish the thought, a dark smile appeared on Kurt's

broke through the floorboards and struck her… or

smaller. A fourth knife appeared out of nowhere and pierced the floor where it

Kurt clicked his tongue.

"...So annoying."

thing

rags , with two long arms that had one too many joints growing out of it, each ending in three terrifying curved claws.

at his

curses, of course he has

would the bastard frequent

had ever seen. If he had to guess, he would be willing to bet that the creature was at least of the Fallen Rank, and had at least three soul cores hiding in

meant for

appeared in

had a long tail that ended in a jagged blade, drops

was anybody else, Sunny might have been worried… Soul Reaper, though, seemed unperturbed. She simply

too much trouble, even if one

so while also paying attention to her

and dashed forward… while Sunny simply took a step back,

used, the easier it was for Sunny to get to him, after

surprise in the killer's eyes, and brought

was in the form of a short sword right now, so

was incredibly fast, Sunny was much, much faster. He moved the Cruel Sight and blocked the strike without

'Easy…'