Sunny opened his eyes, disoriented. The orange glow of the fire and the dancing shadows on the shattered walls, the smell of blood, the tearing pain in his chest… he had escaped the Soul Sea and returned to the scorched heart of the Night Temple.
He had prevailed… but what was going on?
It felt as if he was falling…
Why was he falling?
Sunny crashed onto the cracked stone plates of the floor and heard Welthe's body falling somewhere nearby. A tortured groan escaped from his lips, and then a stifled curse.
'What the hell…'
Although his battle with Mordret had lasted for a while, it seemed that just a single moment passed in the real world. That time had not even been enough for Sunny to properly fall down.
The Quiet Dancer was still in the same position, and Cassie was still rushing over, dagger in hand.
'I... survived?'
However, why did it feel like he was forgetting something?
Sunny strained his wounded body, trying to sit up. He felt exhausted and weak — both from his physical injuries and the damage his soul had sustained in the harrowing battle against Prince of Nothing.
What… what was it?
Cassie was already by his side, reaching out to help him sit. Her rapier hovered in the air, and then turned, the tip of its blade aiming at Welthe's unmoving form.
'Oh, right… where did Mordret disappear to?'
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
raised his head, pointing
"K—kill her!"
already flashing through the air, reacting faster than its
"What? Isn't he d…"
it was too
catch the flying rapier by the blade. The
away, retreating from a fight that he knew he wouldn't be
to his
of Nothing in shock, and then shrieked when thin cracks appeared on the blade of the graceful rapier. She hurriedly dismissed the
do we
slowly coming back to life. Her hollow eyes suddenly glistened,
heart skipped a
had failed to both enslave and possess Sunny, there was only one use for him left. Torture the Weaver's Mask out of
Master's body… what
had a
at Cassie with a determined expression,
"What else?! Run!"
wasn't the only one who knew when
turned his back on Welthe, who was slowly rising to her feet, and sprinted away as
able to play cat and mouse… or
Cormac would arrive
the wall, a mocking voice
"...What, leaving so soon?"
Pierce's corpse, which was still pressed against the ceiling, suddenly plunged down and crashed right in front of the
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