Shadow Slave

The metal of the collars and the cages could not be broken… but it didn't mean that it couldn't be bent. Twisting a band of steel wrapped tightly around your neck would not have been a great idea, however, the iron bars trapping Elyas were another matter entirely.

Sunny just needed good leverage, and that was why he had cut the cage down.

Throwing a nervous look back, in the direction from which the Red Priest usually appeared, he gritted his teeth and thrust one hand through the bars, pushing Elyas back. He needed to soften the metal first, and that was going to be a dire process.

The blade of the Cruel Sight suddenly shone with radiant white light, spreading an almost palpable heat into the cold air of the ghastly dungeon. Sunny didn't linger and pressed the somber sword against the steel bars, letting the divine flame contained within share its immolating incandescence with the enchanted cage.

'Come on… come on…'

There were two possible results for his actions. One was that he would be able to soften the metal and bend it… the other was that he was going to cook Elyas alive inside the gibbet.

There was also the chance that their Ascended jailer would arrive quicker than usual, which would be really, really, really bad...

Sunny counted the seconds and stared at the iron bars, willing them to heat up swifter. Slowly, the cold metal turned slightly red, then bright orange. Finally, at the point where the incandescent blade of the Cruel Sight touched them, a hint of pure white appeared.

Sunny would have preferred to wait longer, but there was no more time.

Dropping the shortsword to the ground and biting down on the Midnight Shard with his fangs, he grabbed the scorching metal with all four of his hands and endured the pain of the furious heat slowly spreading through the gauntlets to his bare skin. Then, Sunny set his foot on another bar, commanded all three shadows to wrap themselves around his body… and pulled.

Now that the cage was on the ground and stable, he could use all the muscles in his demonic body to put pressure on it, not just those in his arms. His core, his shoulders, his back, his powerful thighs and calf muscles, the entirety of his body worked in unison in order to bend the steel bars.

A stifled roar escaped from his mouth, washing over the blade of the austere tachi and echoing in the cold darkness.

Sunny pulled and pushed in opposite directions with all his monstrous strength. Already a demon and augmented by the three shadows, he was terrifyingly powerful. And yet, the incandescent bars refused to budge… for a few seconds, at least.

Then, when his muscles seemed to be on the verge of exploding from the inhuman strain, the metal finally gave in. With a metallic groan, one of the bars started to bend, slightly at first, and then more, and more…

'Yes!'

Elyas, however, did not seem to share Sunny's jubilation. Instead, he paled, a frightened expression appearing on his face. Without saying a word, the youth raised one hand, pointing to somewhere behind his partner's back.

"Th—the… the priest!"

And just then, Sunny felt a mighty shadow flying toward him from the edges of his shadow sense, growing closer and closer with harrowing speed.

'Damnation…'

The Ascended arrived a few seconds earlier than he should have!

Without turning around, Sunny pulled on the incandescent bar one last time, creating enough distance between it and the next one for the youth to squeeze through.

Then, he reached inside the cage, grabbed the young Awakened, and roughly pulled him through the narrow breach.

the heavy steps

'Crap, crap, crap…'

stared into the darkness

"Demon! Behi…"

Sunny forcefully pushed the youth away, then swiftly turned around, grabbing the Cruel Sight from the ground and

him, the terrifying heavy blade cutting through the air with unthinkable speed.

body seemed to have finally betrayed him. He swayed, missing the timing

like the

was all

had

blade of the mighty Ascended slid past Sunny's defenses… and hit him right in

tough skin, his muscles, and his spine, emerging in a fountain of blood from the

of the shadow demon flew high into the air, disbelief still frozen in his lightless eyes. It was as though it was screaming... as though it was trying to say something. To share

was

escape except

staggered, a stunned expression contorting his

"D—demon… you…"

of him, the legs of the decapitated demon buckled, and his towering body, still clad in

his

nightmare was

for a moment, then turned to the indifferent murderer, sorrow and wrath mixing in his hollow,

"You… I'll kill…"

disinterested in the rambling of the young slave. He

It was all over.

suddenly stirred and attacked the indifferent slaughterer, the radiant blade of the Cruel Sight entering the man's abdomen while the tip of the Midnight Shard pierced his chest. At the same time, the tail of the dead demon shot over his shoulder,

stones a few meters away, Sunny's head observed it all

crap, dying

separated from your body was not the most pleasant of experiences. In fact, it

had managed to come up with. He had even considered chopping his head off himself, but came to the conclusion that his own strength was not going to be enough to overcome the durability of Bone

of an Ascended apostle of War instead. Death, indeed,

a river of blood flowed from the body of the taciturn Master. The red priest had lowered his guard, thinking that the shadow demon

been more careful. The dead were often the most troublesome of

of the demon raised one hand, hooked a claw beneath the slave collar, and tore it off its

rang as it hit

as long as it was active, he would remain alive, and even in control of his body. This was

inconceivable speed, and in

Before that happened…

headless demon took a few unsteady steps forward, nonchalantly picked up its head, and awkwardly placed it on his neck. Then, he approached Elyas and fell to his knees in front of the

one, fool! I

currently connected to his lungs, Sunny couldn't even growl

off himself, flinching and throwing his hands into the air to place them on both sides of Sunny's