Shadow Slave

The moment Winter's arrow reached the Devouring Cloud, a brilliant flash of light blinded everyone for a moment. A vast sphere of flame bloomed in the middle of the swarm, spreading far and wide like a rolling wave of destruction.

Then, it collapsed on itself and exploded once more.

Tongues of flame spread through the mass of abominations, swallowing countless brood beasts. Some were turned to ash, some fell down to the ground like burning stars. Others continued to burn as they streaked chaotically through the sky, their flesh boiling and dissipating.

But they did not die before colliding with some of their vile brethren.

The fire spread.

As if possessing a mind of its own, it continued to spread from one abomination to another, until it seemed as though the sky itself was aflame. The darkness was chased out by the furious orange-white glow, and Sunny felt something that he had never expected to feel in the middle of winter in Antarctica.

Scorching heat caressing his skin.

He sucked in a shaky breath.

'...Damn.'

It seemed that all their preparations were not in vain. Winter's opening was nothing short of breathtaking. It was outright frightening, if he was honest.

But it was just an opening, nevertheless- although the Devouring Cloud had sustained considerable losses and had to slow down, it was in no way stopped. Already, some brood beasts were charging through the wall of fire, lunging toward the city.

Grinning at the sight of the fiery slaughter, Sunny shook off his momentary shock and drew Morgan's Warbow again.

I need to kill

An arrow of pale gold pierced a brood beast clean through,

descending tide of winged horrors. Even though it seemed as if the sky itself was falling on

to fear for one's life, but with two hundred million people depending on their protection, the soldiers of the First Army stubbornly clung to their positions despite the terror

her fingers and shooting forward with terrible speed, shredding a whole swathe of the swarm like a

rifle, explosions of essence blossoming in the mass of Nightmare Creatures. Pieces of torn flesh

Devils were doing their

all done with her part of

string of her bow. With four Awakened elites using their Aspects to augment hers and a number of powerful Memories feeding her their power,

understood why Winter was sometimes called a walking artillery unit. There were a lot of arrows in her arsenal capable of widespread destruction, and augmented as she was, the scope of that destruction only grew. Thanks to her Aspect, the arrows

soul essence, she had

melting in front of

'Morel'

the process of dismissing and summoning the Strike of

slain...][You have slain...][You

the city. Half of the vast killing field

a brood beast disappearing into the breach in the war platform's armor that it had just created with the circular, fleshy maw. The creature crawled into the pilot's cabin - in the next moment,

a

through the dome to hit the enemies, but when a lone brood beast lunged

guess it's time

"Sunny! Now!"

from the Irregulars. Sunny dismissed his bow, took a deep

- his own voice