Shadow Slave

The preparations did not take long. As the caravan was getting ready for one last push, the three Masters briefly discussed the plan of the battle.

There was not a lot they had to do. If things went well, most of the Nightmare Creatures would be pulled away by the city defenders, and the mountain road would be cleared by the Irregulars. However, it was always a good idea to prepare a few contingencies, just in case.

At some point, Roan gave Sunny a studying look and said:

"...You've look different, Sunless."

Sunny tilted his head a little, confused.

"Why wouldn't I? The last time we saw each other, I was still an Awakened. Oh... or do you mean my skin?"

Roan shook his head with a smile.

"No, I don't mean your appearance. You just seem... older."

Sunny blinked a couple of times.

"I am older, though? By about two years?"

The handsome Master chuckled.

"That you are. Anyway, I think we are as ready as we can be. Should I send the signal?"

Sunny nodded, prompting Roan to summon a Memory that resembled a waxed clay tablet. He simply drew a jagged line on it, then waved at them and walked over to his griffin.

Not long after that, the sortie that was supposed to lead most of Nightmare Creatures away from the valley commenced. It started with a heavy missile barrage, which was then followed by a full company of MWPs appearing on the far side, accompanied by many cohorts of Awakened.

Sunny and Naeve silently watched as the sea of abominations rushed forward, then glanced at each other and dashed toward their vehicles. Abomination and Blackie rose from the ground and shook their gaunt bodies, preparing for a battle.

They did not have to wait long.

As soon as the horde of Nightmare Creatures shifted to the far side of the valley and spilled out of it, pursuing the retreating diversion force, the Rhino growled and lunged forward. The battered APC was functioning perfectly, as if it had gathered all its remaining strength for one last glorious charge.

The long column of vehicles followed the mighty machine.

down into the valley. Before any of the remaining Nightmare Creatures could react, an onslaught of bullets, arrows, and magical

something was wrong. Scores of abominations turned around and saw the descending column of vehicles. Their howls

itself, however, a rain of strange metal roads fell from the sky, piercing the ground in front

that tried to pass through the barrier were instantly turned to ash. Roan was holding them back, for now, but his reserves

damage and slip through the lightning wall. Others could simply leap over it... one

it could land, though, a javelin fell from the sky, piercing the creature

for the distant entrance

ahead of the vehicles, tearing apart those abominations that had somehow survived the ranged attacks. Even Crow was helping, diving down to

the bodies of the Nightmare Creatures, killing them instantly. His accuracy was scarily perfect... months of fighting in Antarctica had

would have

aim a little, Sunny sighed. What was his friend doing right now? Probably staring at the anchored battleships and

away all distractions, Sunny concentrated

to leave the valley. Naeve had arranged for an improvised minefield to be set up in the way of any potential

indeed, to everyone's surprise, nothing went

on the roof of the Rhino and staring at the familiar Gate up ahead. That was the place where he had slain the Gate

mountain road was suspiciously empty of enemies, and very soon, he realized why. A man in heavy plate armor suddenly appeared from behind a large boulder and effortlessly jumped to the roof of the Rhino, landing just

behind the visor of a closed helmet, but Sunny recognized Ascended Dale - Winter's former partner and one of the captains of the Irregulars - by his steady

glanced at him and

Sunny grinned.

really are a sight for sore eyes. Say, have you always been

for a moment, then shook his head.

not too

his shield and summoned a

concentrate? We did the best we could, but

...And it was, indeed.

in the end, the caravan still made it

the mighty fortifications of the siege capital and approached a colossal, seemingly impregnable alloy wall,

possessed

many bastions housed devastating railguns, which seemed like they had been scavenged from decommissioned battleships. Thousands of turrets were placed along the wall's length, some aiming at the ground, some staring into the dark sky. Sunny could see lumbering MWPs patrolling

around the city was littered with countless corpses, most of the abominations utterly torn apart. Teams of engineers

fortress on such a scale that Sunny struggled to imagine the amount of effort, resources, and ingenuity that had gone into

looked... like it was too large to

gates of the siege capital, though, which

on him, he let out a