Shadow Slave

The Sin of Solace was a Transcendent Memory, and one that had an enchantment enhancing the material of the blade, at that. And yet, as soon as the creature grabbed the white jade, Sunny felt that it was moments away from breaking.

He had been planning to deliver the follow-up strike while augmenting the cursed sword with all five of his shadows, but it felt like if he did, there would be no sword for him to augment.

Cursing, Sunny hurriedly dismissed the jade blade and staggered back.

At the same time, Master Xu moved, and Saint was suddenly flying back. She hit the wall of the chamber with a deafening boom, shattering the black stones and creating a deep crater. White sand flowed from the cracks, falling on her broken armor.

A split second later, Jet brought her glaive down on the harrowing creature. Its ghostly blade passed through the abomination's dead flesh unimpeded, cutting straight into its soul... then, a net of black cracks spread through the enchanted steel, and it exploded into countless fragments. Startled, Soul Reaper lost her balance.

Seishan's delicate hands were like demonic claws, easily slicing through the creature's neck.

But the creature was still smiling.

The wound on its chest that the Sin of Solace had left behind had already closed. The deep cut delivered by Saint's sword was gone, too. As Sunny, Jet, and Seishan watched in horror, the mangled neck of Master Xu rippled and healed, with not a speck left on his skin.

"W-what..."

Seishan's voice suddenly sounded small.

At the same time, she sent Sunny a tense mental message:[What do we do?]

He was the one who had informed her about the nature of the newcomer, so Seishan must have hoped that Sunny knew something about how to deal with the creature.

However, he did not. He only knew that fighting it was suicidal.

Dismissing Saint, he dashed back

coalesced into a lumbering, monstrous figure. A bestial hand

possessed corpse. So, even if its power was great and terrible, it was not impossible

least for

the Echo of Saint Dire Fang Sunny had summoned was supposed to buy them. The body of the towering beast occupied almost half of the underground chamber, scraping the ceiling with its

Echo would be able to

Echo of a mighty Saint. A Saint, damn it! But it's barely enough to slow the enemy down

Desert was veiled in darkness, and darkness meant death. However, being trapped in the small underground chamber with the harrowing creature also

try to fight, or escape and try to survive the ancient battlefield. Both choices were equally fatal, but at least the latter would kill them a few seconds,

"Hurry!"

of the narrow fissure, and climb into the narrow crawlway. Her

wasting any time, Sunny stepped through the shadows and appeared above ground, just in time

of the eternal battle, which had been muted by the breadth of stone, assaulted

out of the ruin,

of the ancient dead were fighting each other. There was no skin or flesh left on their perfectly black bones... some of the dead resembled humans, some were like giants, and some were

them

see that the world had not been destroyed by the dreadful fury of their battle. How was a fragile human supposed to survive that cataclysmic

we are supposed to go through...

at the scene of the

climbed out of. Just at

And a second later...

Spell whispered into Sunny's ears:[Your

and gritted

'Just... just like that?'