Shadow Slave

Chapter 1102

After that, all casualness drained from Morgan's voice. When she looked at Nephis, her face was just like it had been the moment she tore Sunny's heart apart in the Dreamscape - cold and sharp, emanating a sense of lethal danger without her even trying to.

"How much does he know?"

Hearing that question, Neph shrugged slightly. Her answer was simple: "Enough."

Morgan sighed, then smiled from the corner of her mouth. "I see. That makes it easier. I'll speak comfortably, then."

Sunny studied the two of them for a few moments, then asked with a bit of curiosity in his voice: "Really? Aren't you concerned that I'll report everything you say to Saint Cor?"

Whispering Blade chuckled. He was mostly keeping silent before, but it was impossible to mistake him for a passive observer. Just by sitting there, the elder of clan Valor radiated a sense of overwhelming, domineering power. It was as though he owned this room... or every room he found himself in, rather.

Blade did not care if Wake of Ruin knew all about their conversations... not because there

felt a compulsion to cut the indifference off the Saint's face with the blade of the Sin of Solace. ...However,

However, the rest of the force the Queen of Worms has sent is all

of Worms?' Sunny wondered if that was Ki Song's True Name, her title... or simply a derisive nickname Valor

at her, at least. Saint Madoc's voice was a bit listless: "One of her vassal Saints, Dire Fang, has been here

across the ocean. She... is a dangerous one. Stalker is a huntress, so she

heavily. "However, it is the third one that we must be wary of. Beastmaster. That demoness is the true horror... in terms of personal power, I alone am her

been keeping his mouth shut, finally

same. Stalker is deadly, but Beastmaster is more than that. She is one of the most feared Saints in the world. That is because she is an... enchantress, of sorts. Beastmaster can enthrall people. Much worse, she can also enthrall

grew quiet. That was right... Madoc didn't have to explain. With myriads of abominations flooding the continent, a Saint with the power to subjugate them would be a nightmare

one was invulnerable. Suddenly, Nephis sent him a mental message. [What do

sighed. He knew a bit about Dire Fang, the vassal Saint of Song who had been sent to the Southern Quadrant at the start of the campaign. He

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