Shadow Slave

[You have slain a Fallen Devil, Defiled Witness.]

[Your shadow grows stronger.]

[You have received a Memory…]

A swarm of fearsome Nightmare Creatures flowed up the slope of the small mountain valley, rushing toward the crest of the road, where a handful of Awakened warriors were preparing to make their stand. The eyeless abominations were moving with ferocious determination, covering many meters with each stride as viscous saliva streamed from their terrifying maws.

To their right was the slope of the mountain, while to their left was a canyon that grew deeper and deeper as the road climbed up.

Standing at the top of the hill, Quentin, Belle, Dorn, and Luster studied the approaching avalanche of monsters with grim apprehension. Lowering the enchanted sledgehammer off his shoulder, the striker of the melee vanguard glanced at his comrades and spoke in a reserved tone:

"What do you think?"

Belle readied his sword and smiled.

"This… is going to be fun. If we survive, I won't have to be embarrassed about sleeping through the last one anymore!"

Quentin silently shook his head, while Luster, who stood behind the three, closed his eyes for a moment.

"Crazy bastard…"

The swordsman simply laughed.

later, the head of a hulking abomination that towered above the rest of the swarm exploded into bloody chunks. The massive carcass toppled over like a marionette that had its strings cut, instantly turning into a lifeless

Rhino, Sunny

Samara. Take down as many Fallen as you can before the enemy reaches the two hundred meters mark, then switch to explosive ammunition and concentrate on the

large rocks higher up the slope, the deadly sharpshooter recharged her coilgun as she poured a steady flow of essence into an armor-piercing

"Understood."

heartbeat later, the rifle whined again, and another abomination fell to the ground. At the same time, a black arrow pierced the head of an

warbow once

'Too slow…'

two dozen seconds left before the swarm reached the melee vanguard. That was not nearly enough to kill all the remaining Fallen abominations, and then there were the two

Samara would just had to do their

its magazine, which was loaded with bullets that seemed to glow slightly in the dim twilight. Each had been charged by Samara prior

head exploded, turning the cracked asphalt on the mountain road

ethereal light as

the rushing swarm. A dozen abominations were instantly ripped apart. Chunks of mangled flesh flew into the air in a cloud of bloody haze. Sharp shards of broken bones pelted the surrounding creatures like shrapnel, wounding

the mountains, and then another. Two more bloody rifts appeared in the mass of the frenzied abominations. Now

her