Shadow Slave

Chapter 1008

Stepping through the spatial rift experienced no different from taking a mundane step. It was only a little bit disorienting — the sudden change of the landscape, the direction of the wind, the subtle shift in the tone of the firing armaments. For Sunny, it was especially so, because he could also feel that the shadows around him were entirely different.

However, there was no time to waste on being confused.

Forcing himself to focus, he followed Dale to the edge of the wall and peered down.

Far below, there was a stretch of land flooded by attacking abominations, with brood beasts swarming above them… and behind those, the edge of a tall cliff that descended toward the shore. The dark expanse of the ocean stretched for as far as the eye could see, moonlight dancing on its restless, black surface.

The sphere of light was slowly growing dimmer as it burned somewhere above and beyond the cliff.

Dale spoke, his voice sounding slightly muffled by the helmet:

"We will have to fight our way through."

Sunny nodded.

"I'll clear the way, you follow."

The Sin of Solace was already manifesting itself into his hand, and shadows were wrapped around his body, filling him with resilience and strength. The Marble Shell was augmented, as well.

Sunny lingered for a moment.

We can't allow it to escape, and with Master Jet

Master

either the Tyrant dies, or we do. No one will

already seen one of Dale's barriers — the one that allowed things to pass from within, but blocked everything coming from the outside. Today, he would see the

a damned Fallen Tyrant. If they wanted to be sure of the

then. Come down in a

glided down the surface of the

behind him, using some sort of rope Memory, half

a corridor through the mass of Nightmare Creature. Granted, they were spread too thin between the Devouring

to worry about catching a tungsten round with his

'Goddamn… great…'

mace to crush and break the abominations, flinging their bodies out of the way. Sunny simply cut through them, rendering the hideous

if Dale's plate armor easily shrugged off blow after blow, and Sunny could simply ignore most of the attacks that got through his defenses, the weight of the horde threatened to push them back. More than that, they were constantly accosted

was a testament to how incredibly durable both Masters were... but it was

then

dark hands rose from the ground, grabbing the abominations and either throwing them aside, or outright tearing

have a good Memory

turning its body into bloody paste, and tore something

next moment, there was a blinding flash, and then a sound akin to the roar of an angry dragon shook the world. Sunny smelled the carnage before he witnessed it. In front of them, a morbid path of charred

and lunged into the momentary rift in

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