Shadow Slave

Sunny did not know how far, exactly, they had traveled away from the dark island, but the distance had to be immense. His shadow shell was not only enormous, it was also created to reign in the water. Considering that he was moving with the current of the Great River, his already great speed was enhanced even more.

So, he decided that it would be safe to rise to the surface.

Gradually ascending, he tore through the radiant abyss and finally raised his head above the glistening waves.

Still clinging to his horns, Nephis slumped down and breathed heavily. It had been hard for her to withstand the resistance of the water, which had been battering her like a ram for so long.

The greater Sunny's speed was, the greater was the resistance. She had already been exhausted by straining her Ability beyond its limit, and enduring the feverish race through the depths could not have been easy.

But now that the onyx serpent's head was above water, Nephis could finally rest a little.

The sky was still impenetrably black. A soft glow was rising from the river, illuminating the vast emptiness of its flowing expanse. The view was as dreamlike and magical as it had been on the first day Sunny had seen it...

But his heart was pierced by despair.

It was because even now, after leaving the dark island so far behind, he couldn't see any hint of land anywhere around them.

An old doubt crawled into his mind, sapping strength from his tired body.

'What if there is no land... what if this whole world is nothing but water...'

Gritting his fangs, Sunny let out a quiet growl and strained every fiber of his shell to accelerate even more.

With his onyx snout as the spearhead and his black dorsal fin as a sharp blade, he cut the glowing surface of the Great River. Faster, faster... he was not out of essence yet.

There was a certain sense of exhilaration he felt, flying toward the horizon with terrible speed. The speed, the might of his shell, the slender weight of Neph's body pressing down on his scales, and the empty vastness of the boundless black sky... it was almost liberating.

But, at the same, his heart was drowning in anxiety, fear, and dread.

And soon, he was proven right to be afraid.

Sunny felt an ominous premonition and rose his head a little higher above the water. In the next moment, his serpentine eyes narrowed.

There, ahead of them... the surface of the Great River was seething and boiling. A boundless krill swarm was swiftly moving to meet them, hundreds of thousands of Corrupted Beasts burning with a mad desire to devour the onyx serpent and his rider alive.

but he tried to

not the

was a harrowing foe, but the terror of it lay in how numerous the River Locusts were. The hungry legion rushing toward Sunny

defend his prey, and while the krill

importantly, they

need to outrun the swarm. The distance between them grew smaller with frightening speed, and

the time he saw it, there was

'Damn it!'

sword, Sunny plunged into the mass of krill. The water surged around him, creating a barrier... but more than a few abominations passed

jaws snapped, and

swarm. Sunny had just barely reached the edges of the rough water patch, and even though they had to go through the krill at the very end, the expanse of the Great River in

swam with all his might, skirting the pursuing swarm and increasing the distance between the

'Faster, faster, faster...'

krill were left far behind. Nephis slumped again, clutching

have a lot of essence

to move downstream, covering a tremendous distance. The onyx serpent flew like an arrow... no, much faster than any arrow could

the first swarm,

was a harrowing creature that lunged

ensnared and devoured them, a dozen grotesque maws suddenly appearing from beneath

to instantly

Sunny was a river serpent, a monarch among beasts. His long body was fast, mighty, and tenacious. He was incredibly fast and at home in the water. He had outrun the krill, tore through the rotting seaweed, dove into the depths to avoid the birds of prey, broke through the

had escaped from them

However...

essence was running dry. It was almost gone. He was exhausted and well past the limits of his mental

there was still

time the seven suns slowly appeared from beyond the horizon, chasing away the impenetrable

He was utterly spent.

was simply a matter

despair consumed his

onyx serpent shuddered, and then dissolved into

and was then thrown out

about to burst. His lungs felt as

failed to adapt to the change in time, swallowing a mouthful

was fine. He was dying