Shadow Slave

Chapter 1380

In the darkness of the flood temple, a second passed.

Sunny was still falling into the water.

During that second, Cassie had lost count of how many times her slender body was broken and mutilated by the monstrous sybil.

A thought was much faster than a blade, but it had the same effect on the future as an action. Every time she mentally changed her plan of action, the immediate future changed, as well - and currently, Cassie was thinking with stunning speed.

'A step to the right.'

'A step forward, high attack.'

'A step forward, low attack.'

'A half-step...'

She imagined a future and suffered the consequences, again and again. The sybil was too powerful, too sinister, too vile... but not insurmountably so.

Another moment passed, and finally, Cassie imagined the future where she did not die.

'Found it.'

In the approaching moment of time, she managed to evade the fury of harrowing tentacles unscathed and deliver a fatal strike. The Quiet Dancer whistled melodiously as she cut the air and plunged into the sybil's neck.

Cassie prepared to move...

But then, the fragmented future turned vague, disappearing.

Instead, there was more pain, more defeat, and more horror.

'Of course... thought so.'

not lose her composure because that was what she had been expecting. Cassie

the future as she did...

her victory, the Defiled abomination destroyed it, pulling over other outcomes from the abyss of possibilities. Instantly, whatever chance the graceful young woman facing

and motionless, but furious

second had already

'Faster, faster...'

future was a battlefield, then she had just conquered a small part of it, gaining control of not only that single possibility, but also all possibilities similar to it. While

was to conquer the rest, until the sybil

left, aim for the

jumping start, aim

the right, aim for

its flesh burned, long limbs lashing out madly to crush the hateful radiant. The Drowned were besieging Sunny and his Shadows,

in front

where she lived, and the creature died, multiplied. With each one she found, finding the next one became slightly easier. But finding many was not enough... she had to have more, more. She had to have

faster, the abomination grew more furious, too. The influence it exerted on the future became much more oppressive and suffocating,

And yet...

areas of the

if frozen, the air between them was crackling with pressure. The darkness boiled, failing to contain

countless futures where

was conquering these

had to disarm the creature.

make the future

by a feint, followed by

false lunge, release the Quiet Dancer, simultaneous

the Quiet Dancer, dagger parry turning into a

of the

cage was

And smaller.

And smaller.

And smaller still...

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