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.

at all. Dismissing

chamber finally coalesced into a lumbering, monstrous figure. A bestial hand exploded forward, swatting Master Xu aside and slamming him

its mass remained the same as that of the possessed corpse. So, even if its power was great

for a

almost half of the underground chamber, scraping the ceiling with its head. One arm was extended forward,

Echo would

managed to receive the Echo of a mighty Saint. A Saint, damn it! But it's barely

was veiled in darkness, and darkness meant death. However, being trapped

survive the ancient battlefield. Both choices were equally fatal, but at

"Hurry!"

grab the edges of the narrow fissure, and climb into the narrow crawlway. Her figure

Sunny stepped through the shadows and appeared above ground, just in time to grab Jet's hand and help

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

of the ruin,

no skin or flesh left on their perfectly black bones... some of the dead resembled humans, some were like giants, and some were too monstrous and alien to

all of them were

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

supposed to go

of the fissure and stopped, staring at the scene of the harrowing battle.

at the hole they had just climbed out of. Just at that

And a second later...

whispered into Sunny's ears:[Your Echo has

and gritted his

'Just... just like that?'