Shadow Slave

It seemed as if the world was ending. Even more than during the battle against the titanic horde or in Falcon Scott, it seemed like the world was breaking apart.

There had been clashes of similar scale in Antarctica, but at least there was some logic and structure to them. The thunderous roars of the railguns, the orderly formations of mundane soldiers, the power of the Awakened, the demented fury of the Nightmare Creatures - no matter how frenzied a battle was, there was a distinction between the clashing sides, at least.

Today, it was just chaos.

Thousands of Aspects tearing the ground and the sky apart. Awakened, Masters, Echoes, and enthralled Nightmare Creatures intertwined in murderous violence. Even the Saints were fighting each other, making the world shake with each strike.

Somewhere not too far away, Silent Stalker was entangled with Sir Gilead. The monstrous black panther had long ago ripped Summer Knight's mount apart with her claws and was now trying to extinguish the valiant Saint himself. It was not that easy to do because he had transformed as well.

Where a handsome knight in resplendent armor had been, there was now an ethereal figure that seemed to be made of pure sunlight. The figure was human-like and of the same height as Sir Gilead, but every time Silent Stalker struck at it, her claws simply passed through the light, not leaving any wounds on Summer Knight's shining body.

When he lashed out with his sword, however, deep wounds were left on the panther's sable hide. Silent Stalker did not seem to pay them any attention.

As they continued to fight, the radiance of the luminous figure was slowly growing bleaker.

of the battlefield, the ground trembled as a giant thunderbird fell from the skies. Sky Tide had withstood the rain of arrows and slaughtered

a dazed look in her eyes. She glanced at the

sword. As she slowly rose to her feet, swaying, a

human, and a devilishly beautiful woman were launching one attack after another against an invisible opponent. There was a fourth mirror

and himself. It was impossible to say which side was winning, since the mirror creatures did not express any emotions, and Madoc himself could not be seen. However, their clash was far from reaching a

with murderous intent. Two knights - one ominous and wreathed in darkness, the other resplendent and suffused with warm radiance - were like night and day, and their furious clash

scrawny figure of dark metal suddenly leaped on the mirror creature's back, grabbing onto it with sharp claws and sinking his irresistible

of thralls and collided with the Awakened of Song. Despite their unnatural

their cohort, while others were completely isolated and

that the warriors of Valor wielded swords forged by Anvil, which made them far more dangerous than they would have ordinarily been, they were still severely outnumbered. There were

But Sunny couldn't

effective counter against her powers among the high-ranking warriors of Clan

wreak havoc among the rest of Clan Valor's forces soon. Once that happened, the situation would very likely cascade

every other combatant on the battlefield would be at risk. Perhaps even Beastmaster was not

a moment of distraction would be enough to give the enemy a crucial opportunity to