Shadow Slave

The three Saints faced the Great Devil, standing like a wall between him and the distant troops. For a moment, none of them moved the abomination was studying the new enemies with its hollow eyes, while Jet and her comrades were observing his gaunt form wearily.

«How is the situation?»

Her voice sounded a little stifled because of the pain.

Kai answered after a short pause:

«The Western Quadrant army should be reaching the Wolves, by now.»

Jet nodded slowly.

«Good. Then… Effie, get down. You're too big of a target.»

In the next moment, the ruins were torn apart by an explosion of harrowing violence.

The Great Devil did not wait anymore. It took a step forward, and at the same time, a hurricane of sand and screaming souls rose, making countless buildings shatter and dissolve into dust. That dust was caught by the wind, joining the obliterating whirlwind.

The words of the ancient language resounded once again in the howling of the wind, rustling like a myriad of whispers:

«…All… succumb… satiate… serve…»

Jet did not listen, throwing herself into the tide of souls.

Now that Kai and Effie had joined the fight, the ancient fiend was not using only soul attacks. Instead, a flood of sand flowed from his gaunt figure, turning into a vague figure of a regal man around it. His giant hands shot toward both of them, and his mouth opened, as if trying to utter a curse.

sounds rang across the

the Great Devil could utter

mace of black obsidian crashed into the mass of sand forming his head. The abomination was not harmed, but the head

of the great

«Slower!»

Devil, at least not immediately, But, fusing with the debilitating effects of the unnatural lethargy,

countless battles together, and using the soul-numbing blade of the black khopesh in

into the air, dodging one of the giant hands

reached toward the steel giantess. However, at that moment, her figure flashed blindingly with reflected light…

one of the enchantments of the Starlight

thing! How the hell do we kill

of brandishing her mist blade, which had turned into a war scythe — now that all souls bound to it had been consumed,

«Good question.»

soul and

Lord of

shoulder behind it. Despite the harrowing strength of the Great Devil, she managed

mountain of bones?!

Jet evaded a torrent of screaming blades and turned back into

let's

the reports about the Forgotten Shore extensively, so she knew a lot about the strange Nightmare Creatures of that unexplored region of the Dream Realm. The Lord of the Dead, as the survivors of the Dark City called it, had been an abomination that lived in the catacombs, its

bones were simply the outer shell of the Fallen Tyrant. Its true body was hidden deep within, and resembled a giant corpse

the outer shell significantly, which

to do the same to