Shadow Slave

Chapter 1180

They ate in comfortable silence. Sunny knew that both Nephis and Cassie were tired and only had a little time to rest before Morgan would need them again, so he did not waste that time with idle conversations. It was not like he had a lot to say, anyway. Still, there was one question that he had to ask. Pushing the plate away, Sunny glanced at Nephis and lingered for a moment.

"I was told that there might be some kind of duel instead of a battle. Do you think it's possible?"

She did not hurry with an answer.

Neph cradled a cup of tea in her hands as she stared into the amber liquid. Eventually, she said:

"I don't know. It is... a kind of tradition. The Legacy Clans would not have survived if they resolved every conflict by spilling rivers of blood - there are actually not that many of us, after all. However, neither Valor nor Song are acting the way they used to. So it's hard to tell."

Sunny remained silent for a few moments, thinking about who the champions were going to be if the duel really happened. Would the great clans send Saints to fight each other? Or Masters?

Would Morgan and Mordret cross swords and spill each other's blood?

Or would Morgan send Nephis to fight in her stead?

He just did not know.

Shifting slightly, Sunny looked at Neph and asked:

"What if the battle actually happens? Do you think that Valor can win?"

Up until now, it seemed like Clan Song was confidently pulling ahead. However, he doubted that their enemy would be easily defeated.

This time, Nephis did not hesitate at all:

"Yes."

He studied her motionless face with curiosity. Where did that confidence come from?

"Why?"

Sunny expected Neph to say something in her usual style, like "because I am with them"... or "because that is my will"....

head and

they are of

He blinked.

the lineage of War God... the deity of warfare, life, progress, technology, craft, and intellect, as well

that they were exalted fighters, masters of forging Memories, and the most influential clan among both the

would also be the

all that mattered was who would get the last laugh, and Sunny had no doubt that Morgan had many diabolical schemes stored in that

slight wrinkle in that

He leaned back.

But you forget one thing... Mordret is also a descendant of War. He shared

she indeed had not put too much weight into Mordret's presence in Antarctica. Really, she couldn't be blamed - although Sunny and Cassie had told her about their experiences in the Night Temple and the Kingdom of Hope, she had not lived through

horror of being locked in a Citadel with that monster, watching

Eventually, Nephis shrugged.

really matter,

at her with a

does. Why

Neph sighed.

to survive. If they win and I help them, my status within the clan will grow. If they lose and I survive, it will grow even more - simply because there will be fewer powerful warriors for the clan to lean on. In their absence, my importance will

the last words, white sparks ignited

the interior of the APC seemed to be filled with

so Sunny almost forgot how frightening her murderous obsession was. He looked at her,

right,

matters to me,

a couple of times, startled, then looked at

"...Why?"

Sunny frowned.

supposed to be protecting the refugees from the hordes of Nightmare Creatures. Who is going to do that if

say. She remained silent for a long

my faith in the great clans.

chuckled, thinking how funny that sounded coming from her. Shaking his

you think? Any helpful visions of

Cassie smiled weakly.

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