Shadow Slave

Sunny flinched as the sound of shattering mirrors filled his ears. No one else seemed to react to it, though — and a moment later, as the cracked piece of glass in Master Pierce's hand exploded into a rain of shards, the sound abruptly disappeared.

The fearsome man shuddered.

"No…"

'What is happening?!'

Sunny took a step back. Things were happening too fast, and he couldn't comprehend the situation yet. All he knew was that his heart was cold, and his mind was overwhelmed by a premonition of something ominous, dreadful, and disastrous happening.

He had been fooled… he had made a mistake!

Cassie shifted slightly, tilting her head with a tense and confused expression.

In the next moment, Pierce swiftly turned to the sentinel, his face still pale and terrified, but now also full of grim resolve. His voice, which had been so confident just a few moments ago, now sounded panicked:

"Seal the temple! Destroy the Gateway! Go, now! We can't… we can't let that thing escape…"

Sunny's eyes widened.

'D… destroy the Gateway?! What the hell does he mean?!'

And what thing he was talking about?

The sentinel didn't seem to have these questions. Pierce's terror had spread to him like an infection, but the man simply nodded and darted out of the room without letting fear slow him down.

Cassie took a step back to let him pass, then asked tensely:

"Sir Pierce? What is going on?"

As though reminded of their presence, the Master turned around and threw a dark, menacing look at Sunny.

"...You!"

His voice shook with barely suppressed fury.

'Crap…'

him, grabbing him by the shoulder. If it wasn't for the Bone Weave, Sunny's clavicle might have cracked from the terrible

other hand, Pierce grabbed Cassie,

two of you

at the pile of his belongings that was left laying on the table, stared at the

to do, what to

do something… and now, the whole Citadel was on high alarm and furious with Sunny. Whatever it was that the mysterious prince had used Sunny to achieve, it was bad enough to

were

And… should I also

thought occurred to

is… is Mordret

grew

to answer the second question, but the first one was rather easy. Sunny was strong, but not nearly strong enough to fight two Masters and a hundred deadly elites, especially not on their home ground. Plus, both he and Cassie had status… even a great

see how this plays out and make

didn't struggle as Master Pierce dragged

the small room, the Citadel that had been peaceful and somber before was not in a state of pandemonium. Several Lost darted past them, their shadows dancing

before, each inhabitant of the temple was now clad in

there was an army of

But, despite all that…

it nervousness he felt behind the

Pierce shouted at one of the sentinels, ordering him to stop, then pushed Sunny

two up in

to express his outrage, but before he could, the whole temple suddenly shuddered. A

they

sense had been somewhat able to reach into the emptiness

was now sealed… with them

dragged them away. Staggering

a woman with beautiful red hair appearing before the fearsome Master. She wore a simple black tunic and leather vambraces, her shins protected by a pair of greaves. The woman's face was grim

What the

disappeared behind a turn of

must be

one of the cathedral's belfries. His expression was dark and severe, and for a good reason — everywhere they passed through, the inhabitants of the Night Temple were busy preparing for battle. It was as though they were expecting to face

outside. Instead, most of the Lost were rushing

before they

to say from which direction the