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

coalesced into a lumbering, monstrous figure. A bestial

possessed corpse. So,

for

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

doubted that the Echo would be

hell... I actually managed to receive the Echo of a mighty Saint. A Saint, damn it! But it's barely enough to slow the

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

try to fight, or escape and try to survive the ancient battlefield. Both choices were equally fatal, but at least

"Hurry!"

edges of the narrow fissure, and

ground, just in time

had been muted by the breadth of

the

the ghostly starlight, legions 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,

of them

destroyed by the dreadful fury of their

we are supposed

at the scene of the harrowing battle. Her silken

at the desert beyond the ruin, then at the hole they had just climbed out of. Just at that moment, the whole structure

And a second later...

Spell whispered into Sunny's ears:[Your

staggered and gritted

'Just... just like that?'