Shadow Slave

Focusing solely on causing as much devastation as possible, Sunny slaughtered the Nightmare Creatures. The power of the fully augmented shadow fiend shell was staggering... that power was so great, in fact, that getting drunk on it was simply too easy.

However, he did not. His savage butchery was just for show... even though Sunny had allowed himself to gleefully dive into the battle frenzy, the core of his mind remained cold and clear. The more abominations he slayed, the more somber that part of his consciousness became.

'What the hell is Morgan doing?'

The Fire Keepers were supposed to hinder the advance of the Nightmare Creatures until reinforcements were pulled out from other parts of the battlefield to repair the breach in the army's formation. They had done that, already... but the reinforcements never arrived.

Had another crisis prevented Morgan from sending more companies to replace them? ...Or was something else at play?

Sunny did not know, and he had no time to care. He might have made it look as though cutting through numerous abominations was effortless for him, and in fact brought him nothing but vicious joy, but it was really not an easy task.

He was strong, fast, and immensely skilled. His armor and weapons were outstanding, too... however, there were just too many enemies pressing down on the five Masters as their soldiers. The horde of Nightmare Creatures truly seemed endless.

Even if most of these abominable creatures were not strong enough to threaten Sunny, and easy to kill, the sheer number of them posed a threat. His task was not just to withstand the flood of monsters, but to cut through it, breaking its momentum.

And that... was a perilous task. Sunny had to watch his every step, and keep the next dozen steps in mind. Otherwise, it would be too easy to end up in a situation where there was no next step to take.

Granted, he could carve his way out of many situations that would have doomed a different Ascended. But still, Sunny had to be careful about where he moved and what he did.

made maneuvering around the battlefield almost a non-issue. Nephis had some breathing room, too, because her flames could clear out the space

starting to struggle, though. Chances were, they would have to retreat back into the formation of the Awakened soon - once

'...Not yet, though.'

done playing the role of a dark slayer,

good, really. He had missed that feeling, the feeling of

like a detached observer. He had played the role of a person who was just as desperate and frightened as everyone else around him, but that was a lie. He wasn't. Sunny had just allowed himself to

others that he desperately wanted to preserve, not his own. The times when Sunny found himself in mortal danger in

his own life had not been at

same now. However, Sunny had tricked

he killed

killed as many as

in passing - his towering figure seemed to move with the vicious, blood-chilling grace of a

Antarctica that could withstand his strength, his skill, and the perfect sharpness of the Sin of Solace. The only creatures here that could give Sunny pause were the Devils,

these threats. It was just a matter of identifying the

blade. Slowly, a mound of corpses grew in front of Sunny, forming a natural barrier

the mound grew tall enough, the Nightmare Creatures started lunging

Sunny continued to

Reaper cursed through gritted teeth and retreated, he continued to kill. Even when nimble Kai soared high into the sky, dismissing his sword to summon a bow, he

front of the formation - Sunny and Nephis. One was like an angel surrounded by white radiance and light, the other like a

cold, ruthless, unflinching resolve to obliterate the enemy at any cost... it was almost as if they were