Shadow Slave

Sunny waited for a moment, then slowly straightened and looked around. The Chain Breaker was laying on white sand, tilted awkwardly.

'Damnation!'

His trembling fist collided with the railing and splintered the enchanted wood. He didn't feel the pain.

'Curse it! Curse it all!'

"Sunny? Are you alright?"

Sunny lingered for a moment, took a labored breath, then looked himself over and slowly turned to Nephis.

His voice sounded hoarse:

"...Yes. It seems that I am."

In the end... he still lost to Undying Slaughter.

The odds seemed to be in his favor. He successfully avoided having his shadows destroyed, summoned Saint and Fiend, and managed to wrestle the initiative from the ghostly claws of the mist wraith.

However, the battle did not go how he had hoped it would. It ended in disaster, just like the previous time.

Sunny had been almost certain that Saint would be immune to Undying Slaughter's soul attacks. And it turned out to be true... somewhat. It seemed that she could withstand much more damage than the rest of them, but even then, the ghostly blade was just as lethal to the taciturn knight as it was to Sunny and Fiend.

The reason, as he belatedly realized, was the unique nature of Jet's Aspect. Her attacks bypassed physical defenses and struck the soul... and yet, they were not true soul attacks. Instead, they were physical attacks that inexplicably dealt damage to the soul.

one supposed

enduring the damage or avoiding being hit entirely, there was no other way... at least none

ghostly blade of Undying Slaughter, but actually withstanding her dreadful assault

an inexplicable one, too. Sunny had just enough time to catch a glimpse of what hid in the darkness

one node of vile darkness infesting her soul. But that node... was truly colossal in size, dwarfing any other corruption core he

Saint's resilient soul and two weapons that could both block and damage intangible beings, Undying Slaughter was at least forced to change tactics. After clashing with them a few times, the mist wraith silently discarded her ghostly form, turning

that moment. Undying Slaughter looked more like a revenant, both dreadful and dreadfully beautiful, than a human being... but

was truly Soul Reaper Jet...

Jet once, but there was nothing human left in her merciless,

she assumed a corporeal form, Sunny was

Undying Slaughter read his intentions like an open book, and not only made following the plan impossible, but also cruelly turned it against

Jet instead of him, Saint, or Fiend. Forced to protect the gravely wounded companion,

was a simple,

explosively fast, and terrifyingly strong Undying Slaughter was, the rest of the battle did not take

black silver, which Sunny considered nearly indestructible, was eventually pierced and violently split open, the infernal flames spilling out of horrid wounds like

tried to stand her ground, the ghostly blade eventually found its way into the narrow crack of her visor. The crimson glow of her ruby eyes was extinguished, and

announced her

would be next... but Undying Slaughter was not

Jet die before delivering the fatal

the deck of the Chain Breaker,

how can anyone

I can still put up a

flinched and looked

the reason for his grim expression and repeated her usual

had been fighting for his life, watching his