Shadow Slave

Sunny froze in place, dumbfounded, and just stood still for a moment. Surrounded by stunned silence, all he could hear was the wild beating of his hearts and the hum of blood rushing in his ears.

His eye twitched.

'No way… no way the bastard just did this to me…'

As all four of his shadows wrapped themselves around his body, Sunny turned his head slightly and stared at the sorcerer's finger, which was, without a shadow of a doubt, pointing straight at his broad back. His mouth turned dry.

'He did!'

What the hell was Noctis thinking?!

No, no... the sorcerer would not have sold him out. Yes, shifting the blame on Sunny had to be a con of some sort... but what would Noctis achieve by doing this? Nothing!

Unless, of course...

Unless this had been his plan all along.

A cold, sickening feeling suddenly grasped Sunny's heart.

High above him, the gaze of the dreadful colossus slowly shifted from the elegant figure of the sorcerer to the four-armed devil standing by his side. The weight of that gaze pressed down on Sunny, making him bare his teeth in a snarl. It felt as if he was being pierced by it, his very soul laid bare.

And somewhere within his soul, locked inside the Covetous Coffer, were the three knives — one made of obsidian, one made of glass, one made of bloodred ruby.

terrifying presence of Sun Prince, and his deafening voice resounded once again, now suffused by a distant,

"...SHADOW."

to the prince of the Ivory City, as well. In fact, one could even say that Shadow Lord was the main culprit of the

had a reason

'Curses.'

to reach down with his giant steel hand.

throat, and then addressed Sun Prince in a

shadows are, my friend. This one in particular is full of treachery, vileness, and unspeakable malice… the beast even slaughtered a temple full of innocent

and ready to fight. Cassie's hand fell on the hilt of the Quiet Dancer, and Kai outstretched his own, ready to summon his bow. Effie was staring up with a somber expression on her childish face, her body drawn

they supposed to

the Transcendent's flesh? The actual body of the Chain Lord was buried somewhere inside the walking

Saint was

option — to run, run, run away as

for how long would he be able to outrun the giant? Sunny had seen him breach the gap between

that was going to drain all his essence, while Sun Prince would be able

'Damn, damn, damn…'

a giant palm. It was open, descending from above like a vast plain of grey steel. It was as though the sky itself was falling on

step back

do

in place, he hesitated for a

And then said:

do anything… don't