Shadow Slave

Sunny had never stopped fighting, sharpening his mastery of combat to a sublime level. He had already been one of the most seasoned warriors of humanity four years ago... mostly because very few had it as rough as he had it on the Forgotten Shore and in the Antarctic Center.

But the last four years had not been easy on him, either. Crossing the Hollow Mountains alone had given him more battle experience than most Awakened would receive in their lifetime. So, now, he had a solid reason to be supremely confident in his ability.

That said, there was a difference between fighting Nightmare Creatures and fighting humans. Sunny had mostly been doing the former recently, so the latter... he was a bit rusty.

As the Fire Keepers surrounded him, Sunny observed them silently.

Now that they were Masters, each possessed one additional Aspect Ability. Gorn not only had four arms, but also expanded in size, towering above the floor at almost three meters in height. Gantry seemed to have augmented his body, somehow... making it more durable? More nimble? Or simply more powerful?

He was going to find out shortly.

Erlas, meanwhile, was enhancing the physical state of each member of the cohort. His powers had been mainly focused on endurance and stamina before... what about now?

Sid was bound to do something unpredictable, as well.

Shim, Shakti, and Kaor all possessed non-combat Aspect, so guessing their powers was of less importance. Still... they could be full of surprises.

There were the Memories the Fire Keepers wielded to consider, as well.

'Ah...'

Sunny felt a pang of regret for setting such strict restrictions for himself. But, still... he was looking forward to it.

A real clash of skill, cunning, and competence.

He had missed it a lot.

"What are you waiting for?"

Before the echo of his cold voice had time to disappear, the Fire Keepers attacked. The two archers opened the battle, instantly letting two arrows loose. They were showing decorum, too — since it was a friendly duel, his opponents refrained from using truly destructive Memories inside the Citadel.

Sunny did not augment himself with any of his three shadows. Being a Transcendent already gave him a great advantage as far as physical prowess and the intricacy of essence control went, so it was unnecessary.

Shifting slightly, he dodged both arrows with the minimum effort. One seemed to possess a homing enchantment, turning sharply to strike him in the back, but was tossed aside by the flat of the black odachi's blade.

were already upon him. They coordinate their attacks seamlessly, using the arrow salvo to cover

'Perfect teamwork.'

were the spearheads aimed at his chest and back. Gorn and Gantry, who wielded longer weapons and

limited and only a few people could target a single opponent

block and deflect four attacks that came from different directions with a

enemy weapons, deflecting Shim's spear and Gantry's heavy axe in the process. Using explosive footwork, Sunny escaped the encirclement

out

steel sang in the dark expanse of the

'Interesting...'

wasted these four years, either. He had known that Valor had used Nephis and her

put out one fire after another. It was almost as if they were being repeatedly sent to death, but stubbornly refused to die. As a result, their

if he wished to. The gap between Saints and Masters was already vast,

were a challenging adversary. Especially because he could not allow

only use a single battle style against them... Morgan's own battle style, to be precise. The sharp, deadly, and ruthless technique she used was

So, it wasn't easy.

It was exhilarating, though.

'Damnation. More!'

a few tense moments when the unexpected facets of the Ascended Abilities of his enemies revealed themselves. There were several

in the most efficient and economical manner. He didn't

he was

battle styles and their teamwork

that puzzle was

the battle

***

across the black marble of the great hall with stunning speed and flawless precision, effortlessly deflecting

life of its own, flowing like a stream of darkness. A weapon of that length was supposed to be if not unwieldy, then at least less maneuverable than a shorter blade... and yet, the odachi

speed, strength, or mystical power. Instead... it was pure foresight and pure skill, both sharpened and tempered until they became a

movements of

Keepers, who had gone through countless battles by her side, fought well. They fought bravely. They fought with great skill and cunning, proving that their glorious fame was

of

barrage of attacks, suddenly abandoned all pretenses of defense. Instead, he easily shrugged off a squall of steel and moved through it, attacking

as if he was

like a snake as it cut the

woman toppled with a short yelp. Gantry was struck by the pommel of the odachi almost at the same moment, swaying once before falling down. By the time his back hit the floor, Gorn was already on his knees,