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

the swarm, reaping a multitude of lives. An arrow of pale gold pierced a brood beast clean through, then continued

as all the rest of the Awakened defenders, poured all their strength into destroying the descending tide of winged horrors. Even

protection, the soldiers of the First Army stubbornly

between her fingers and shooting

in the mass of Nightmare Creatures.

the Devils

not at all done with

bow. With four Awakened elites using their Aspects to augment hers and

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

with Luster continuously feeding her soul essence, she had no

was melting in

'Morel'

of dismissing and summoning the Strike of Thunder back finally finished... just

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

swarm, it was still advancing on the city. Half of the vast killing field had already disappeared in its shadow, and the first of

just created with the circular, fleshy maw.

uttered a silent

passed through the dome to hit the enemies, but when a lone brood beast lunged at Winter from above, it collided against the wall of

guess it's

"Sunny! Now!"

They briefly glanced at each other, then dashed away from the Irregulars. Sunny dismissed his bow, took a deep breath, and summoned the Sin of Solace

- his own voice - spoke into his