Shadow Slave

At that point, Sunny and Cassie weren't too far away from the gate chamber, where they had made a morbid discovery soon after escaping from the cage. Back then, the heavy gates had been closed and sealed… now, however, it seemed that they were finally opened.

Saint Cormac had returned from his expedition to the Hollow Mountains a few days sooner than expected.

For a moment, Sunny was overcome by fierce joy…

Then, however, the cold and rational part of his mind took over.

Yes, the arrival of the Saint created a path of escape, and was bound to solve their Mordret problem… most likely.

But who was to say that the Transcendent warrior would not turn out to be an even deadlier threat?

The first thing Saint Cormac was going to see after entering the Citadel was a pile of mutilated corpses. After that, he would most likely kill anyone who appears in his way. After all, any survivor would either be a potential vessel of the banished prince… or a witness.

Sunny gritted his teeth, then rose to his feet and pulled Cassie into a side corridor. There, they hid in the shadows, wrapped her cloak around themselves, and waited. He didn't dare to extend his shadow sense toward the gates or send his shadows forward to scout, fearful to draw the Saint's attention, so neither of them knew what was going on.

A few seconds passed in terrifying silence, and then, Sunny heard something rustle through the corridor they had just left. A gust of wind blew past them, as if left behind by something moving at incredible speed.

A moment later, they heard a distant impact, and the Night Temple trembled once again.

It seemed that Saint Cormac had already found Mordret.

Sunny pushed Cassie to her feet and hissed:

"Hurry! To the gate!"

with the terrible smell of the rotting corpses. The gates of the Night Temple stood

like a

and Cassie dashed toward freedom, passed through the gates, and finally escaped the cursed cathedral. After a month of suffering, bloodshed, and

dust falling from its ancient walls.

Saint was battling the Prince of Nothing, the whole Citadel suffering the burden

not

of the Sky Below on rusty chains, and soon reached the treacherous stairs that skirted

slow down. They had to reach the surface, cross the

long… this is taking too

moment, then summoned the

"Climb onto my back!"

black needle between the plates of the Undying Chain, cursed, and then threw his

to increase it somewhat. It was an arduous and nerve-wracking journey

furious winds threatening to either crush them against the stones, or throw them away into the darkness of the

— they still managed to reach the

and fell onto the soft ground, gripping his chest. There were disturbing, wheezing sounds coming out of his lungs with

know, I know. We need to move.

across the field of flowers, the Hollow Mountains towering behind them. White mist was flowing down their slopes, and there was something white dancing in the

a pleasant cold

His heart contracted painfully.

'Snow… it's snowing…'

did the first snowfall arrive ahead