Shadow Slave

1502 Flawed Reflection

Nephis remained silent for a few moments, then shook her hand and gripped the hilt of her sword. Sparks of white flame were still dancing in her beautiful grey eyes.

"I am not suggesting it rashly. We have already faced two of the Six Plagues, so we know how fearsome they are…"

Mordret looked at her in surprise.

"Wait… you did?"

She nodded.

"Yes. There were unique circumstances that allowed us to exploit their Flaws. As a result, Undying Slaughter killed Devouring Beast, and was then finished off by the five of us. She had been greatly weakened… and still, we barely managed to survive that battle."

Nephis glanced at Sunny. Then, a hint of a smile appeared on her lips.

Glancing at Mordret, she said:

"Oh, and Sunny personally erased the Mad Prince from existence… so thoroughly that there's not even a corpse left. So, the Six Plagues are now down to Three."

Sunny stared at her incredulously. Everything she had said was technically true… the Mad Prince had, indeed, been erased from existence by Sunny — because Sunny was the Mad Prince. There had not been a corpse left by the transition, either.

But why did it sound so… so… misleading and outrageous!

'Did she just… steal a page from my book?'

Was it really the right time to tease him?!

Nephis, meanwhile, ignored the amused smile on Mordret's lips and continued:

"In any case, I am not underestimating the threat posed by the Dread Lord and Soul Stealer. I would not have suggested facing them directly in other circumstances — at least not without being able to thoroughly prepare a battlefield of our choosing. But the situation is different here, in Twilight. Here, we'll have an army of allies on our side. This might very well be the best chance of slaying these monsters we'll ever have. One I am unwilling to pass by."

She remained silent for a few moments, then sighed.

"However, I will not force anyone to follow this plan. You'll have to decide for yourself."

As soon as she was done talking, Mordret smiled brightly.

Star, you are truly wise…

sincere, but Sunny knew the bastard well enough to guess what

future. Well… since it's inevitable, I might

Sunny's eyes darkened.

Mordret for a bit, then spat through gritted

mind killing Soul Stealer… oh, and the

Jet simply shrugged.

challenge a Third Nightmare once. Might as well do

Holding her belly, she hesitated for a bit,

are we? Let's come up with a good plan and crush those bastards. Or, if we

She nodded solemnly

was motionless, with only the white flames dancing in the depths

willing to help you escape

He raised an eyebrow.

tell what you have

studying him, then said in

was because we managed to exploit her Flaw — since the Plagues are Defiled versions of ourselves, the knowledge of their

crossed her arms and added, her expression

Flaw that we can exploit. That already robs us of our main advantage. As for Soul Stealer… we simply don't know what his Flaw is. Only you know that. So, if you want our help, you'll

a

I help you tie a noose around my neck, while

respond, simply staring at him with her radiant

face. He sighed, then

it. Soul Stealer's Flaw cannot help you kill

gave him a long

do you mean,

Mordret shrugged.

My Flaw is not here, in the Nightmare. I didn't bring it along… it would be quite foolish to carry something that dangerous around,

was a bit dejected, as if he was not happy about having to share even

Sunny, meanwhile, was stunned.

be carried around

had never heard about a Flaw

like the Prince of Nothing. Divine Aspects were both extremely rare and bizarre, so who was to

Nephis sighed.

do we