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.

was one supposed to defend

the more it took to destroy it. Other than enduring the damage or avoiding being hit entirely, there was no other way... at least none

Sight were capable of blocking the ghostly blade of Undying Slaughter, but actually withstanding her dreadful assault was

to catch a glimpse of what hid in the darkness of her defiled

But that node... was truly colossal in size, dwarfing any other corruption core he

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

the future version of the members of the cohort, they were instantly dispelled at that moment. Undying Slaughter looked more like a revenant, both dreadful and dreadfully beautiful, than a human being... but there was no way he could fail to recognize those icy blue eyes, that chilling presence, and the ruthless way in which she

Soul Reaper Jet...

but there was nothing

form, Sunny

almost instantly. Undying Slaughter read his intentions like an open book, and not only

of him, Saint, or Fiend. Forced to protect the gravely wounded companion, they had no choice but to follow her cadence and fall under

a simple, but viciously effective

Undying Slaughter was, the rest of

Sunny considered nearly indestructible, was eventually pierced and violently split open, the infernal flames spilling out of horrid wounds like blood. The ravenous ogre collapsed with a frightened, confused howl and grew

flowed like a river, and although the taciturn knight tried to stand her ground, the ghostly blade eventually found its way into

Spell announced

next... but

watch Jet die before delivering the

the deck of the Chain Breaker, he

anyone fight

can still put

flinched and looked

must have mistaken the reason for his grim expression and repeated her usual words... it was just

seconds ago, Sunny had been fighting for his life, watching his Shadows die in fear and sorrow. He had watched Jet