Shadow Slave

Sunny watched the sun appear over the eastern horizon, his hearts growing cold. His vertical pupils narrowed, and his fists clenched.

The night… was over? Had it been that long, already?

He had lost the track of time during the vicious battle in the skies, but it seemed as though their desperate assault on the flying fleet had only taken a second.

But in reality, of course, it had not.

He slowly turned to Noctis, whose battered face had almost healed and was now calm and carefree again. The sorcerer was looking at the sky with a strangely neutral expression.

"Remind me… wasn't the plan to defeat Sevirax before dawn, when he was devoid of his vast and terrifying powers?"

The immortal sighed.

"Well, it's good to have a plan. However, plans rarely go as you want them to go."

Sunny gritted his teeth.

"So… what happens now? How are you going to deal with the dragon?"

Noctis shrugged.

"He must be really, really angry right now. After all, we just killed his brother — the only person Sevras still cares about in this world. Congratulations, by the way! I really did not expect you…"

Sunny interrupted him with a low growl.

"Get to the point! Now that the sun is rising, your powers will be diminished, while his will reach their peak. How are we going to survive?!"

The sorcerer remained silent for a few moments, then scratched the back of his head.

"I, uh… will come up with something?"

Sunny stared at him in disbelief.

"You are joking, right? Come on… you must have some devious trick up your sleeve! You have an incredible advantage, after all! You have the knife that can make him mortal, while he doesn't have yours. Should I give you the knives? You have never asked me for the damned knives! Wasn't that the reason you befriended me, in the first place?!"

at him for a while, then

becomes mortal or not. Either I subdue him and

and then added

"Ah, except one."

Sunny exhaled with relief.

"Finally! What is it?"

to

course. Did I not say that fate brought us together for

him, his expression slowly turning

but what the

the flying city. After a few moments,

One of us will fall…

and then glanced

dies, there will be only one chain left.

lingered for a moment,

want you to kill me. That is my

him, the smile disappearing from

is the fate I spoke about. You are my death,

his throat

course! Don't, uh… don't kill me by mistake if I

while,

you'd better

***

the members of the cohort

battled an army and two

the immortals were dead. And

yet, none of them felt relieved or

sun was rising like the blade of a guillotine, ready to cut down their

closed, gathering his strength for the approaching fight with the Ivory Dragon

ground, too battered and tired to

gather. His

away, looking at a small statuette that

a spear in one hand and gripping a human heart in the other, her nakedness covered only by a beast hide tied around her