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.'

been expecting. Cassie was not the only

sybil had just as much control over the future as she did... much more of it,

it, pulling over other outcomes

motionless, but furious and

had

'Faster, faster...'

one sooner. If the 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

conquer the rest, until the sybil had no more futures to replace her death

to the left, aim for the

start, aim

to the right,

as dust and streams of water fell from its cracked ceiling. The horror of the depths was shrieking as its flesh burned, long limbs lashing out madly to crush the hateful radiant. The Drowned were besieging Sunny and his Shadows, some of them dead, but much more

motionlessly in

mind, the futures 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

furious, too. The influence it exerted on the future became much more oppressive

And yet...

usurping small areas of the invisible

darkness boiled, failing to contain the gruesome violence of their clash. It felt as if the stone surface of the dais

not. Because the countless futures where

conquering these unborn

outcomes that benefited her come true, so Cassie had to disarm the creature. She had to surround her enemy with

to make the future

feint, followed

Quiet Dancer,

step forward, release the Quiet Dancer, dagger parry

fragments of the future she perceived allowed her to live. The sybil

cage was growing

And smaller.

And smaller.

And smaller still...

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