Shadow Slave

"Not good..."

Sunny landed in a roll and instantly dashed to the side. Almost at the same moment, claws tore through the air, almost brushing against his skin. They were so close that he felt the wind stirring as it threw his hair into disarray.

"Fast!"

Sunny landed on his feet and slid backward. Sensing the movement of shadows, he raised the Sin of Solace to block the attack - not because he actually perceived it, but because he knew that it had to come.

Then, he screamed.

A deafening, inhuman, monstrous roar suddenly split the skies apart, and Sunny's head was instantly pierced by pain so intense that he couldn't help but groan.

"What... what the hell is that, a sonic attack?"

As his vision blurred, the strike that he had predicted came. The Sin of Solace was in the way, but it was not in a position to form a solid block. Sunny's whole body shook as he was thrown back once again, his bones and tendons creaking under immense pressure.

Luckily, they did not burst apart.

But it really, really hurt...

Falling to the ground, Sunny dove into the shadows and flew out of them a couple dozen meters away. He barely had time to grab Saint Tyris and carry her forward with his momentum before Dire Fang's claws tore into her battered armor.

The two of them came to a stop some distance away and froze for a moment, supporting each other. Sunny's breathing was hoarse, and Sky Tide's face was ashen.

In front of them, the towering monster - Saint Dire Fang, who had finally unleashed his transcendent power - slowly turned his wolf-like snout and looked at them with a bestial, bloodred, terrifying eye.

Sunny's intuition was screaming. Looking at the monstrous creature - half-human, half-beast - he felt it, deep in the dark expanse of his lightless soul.

Death.

Fighting Dire Fang meant death.

Saint was a

power, a Transcendent human was similar to a Corrupted Nightmare Creature. Although humans possessed only one soul core, their intelligence and Aspect powers

had fought, and killed, many

Saints were nothing like the creatures he had

nothing to do with raw power, and everything to do with who they

Nightmare, the Third Nightmare... the Dream Realm, and the waking world. Countless humans had tried, but only

determined, the most skilled, the most adaptable, the most lucky. By far. Only a person possessing all these

Saint was not comparable

a Saint was like facing one of the strongest Corrupted

A fiend among fiends.

were several Ascended of Clan Song and powerful

"Curse it all..."

back, knowing that they would not be able to run.

a heartbeat, and then glanced at

other trick at his

be of any help - not

He trembled.

Tyris, I... I don't know what to

face remaining

do. You

Sunny gritted his teeth.

and emerge from them hundreds of meters, or even a few kilometers away from the dreadful Saint. He could become one of

that snowy field in the

he couldn't take anyone

clear - she was

But Sunny... he...

Didn't want to.

so, he was not

for conversations, really, so he

"Like hell I will!"