Shadow Slave

Chapter 1138

It went well.

Sunny was not doing much better against the murderous hurricane of steel wearing the beautiful human face of Morgan of Valor... but he did manage to slow her down a little.

Morgan slowed down not because she felt pressured by his sudden change of techniques, but because she was fascinated by it.

Her raven-black hair swept back and her simple tunic rippling from the wind risen by their clash, she pierced him with a burning vermilion gaze. Her red lips moved:

"Interesting. Very interesting..."

Morgan was not addressing Sunny, but more so speaking to herself.

After that, she changed her strategy, as well. Before, Morgan was all offense, all sharp edges, and a relentless barrage of calculated, but devastating strikes. Now, she was moving more deliberately - not really holding back, but also not pursuing an overwhelming defeat of the enemy at all costs.

It was as if Morgan was afraid to break him too soon.

...Sunny did not really know how to feel about that.

'Huh... well, that's a new feeling...'

They clashed, their swords weaving a cacophonous, but strangely beautiful melody of hissing and clangor. At the side of the dojo, Cassie turned her head slightly, listening.

Sunny had long beaten his record of holding out against Morgan for thirty-six seconds. A minute passed, then another. He was still solidly standing on his two feet, and even though his breathing was growing a little labored from the terrible strain of the intense fight, his stamina was far from running out.

In the middle of a particularly furious exchange, when they were close to each other, Morgan suddenly asked:

"That style... who taught you?"

Sunny struck at the hilt of her sword, aiming to sever her fingers, and answered hoarsely:

"No one taught me. I just learned it... from a Nightmare Creature..."

strike and punished it by aiming a thrust

"...In the Nightmare?"

could reveal. He had fought the Barrow Wraiths as Mongrel, after all... but then again, no one else had gotten a proper measure of their battle skill, and he had faced countless Nightmare Gates

front of a Nightmare

Morgan's smile widened.

a fast

using, which translated into her attacks becoming more purposeful. She was probing and

could not have her growing bored yet. He needed to impress her some

The shadow flowed, turning into a great jian. It was still a two-handed sword, but this one was straight and double-edged, much more suitable for thrusts, slightly more versatile,

a thrust, catching Morgan by surprise. She moved with the grace of a dancer, pulling her head out of the way. A

"Ah! Devious!"

her vibrant eyes were shining with

agreed to leave their Ascended

that was fine. Cheating was exactly what an exalted Legacy

a person from

not shy away from, which was why Sunny

answering, he attacked, turning his jian into a

the fly... the only one he had

Her smile grew wider.

plates of the dojo under more and more strain. At some point, one of them even started to crack. Sunny used it to his advantage, launching a deliberate strike while his opponent was slightly less

aside, Morgan pivoted, shifting her weight to one

into the air, delivering

and raising its butt

alabaster shin connected with the matte black

was not as strong as

'Crap...'

had decided to start using more of her Aspect

do but accept the blow and

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