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.

a deafening cacophony of sounds rang across the burning ruins, assaulting their

Great Devil could

sand forming his head. The abomination was not harmed, but the head of the enormous sand projection

of the

«Slower!»

overwhelm the will of a Great Devil, at least not immediately, But, fusing with the debilitating effects of

had gone through countless battles together, and using the soul-numbing blade of the black khopesh in conjunction with his voice was a true and tested tactic they used against

pushed itself into the air, dodging one of the giant hands made of

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

the enchantments of

the hell do

into a war scythe — now that all souls bound to it had been consumed, there was no reason to stick to the form of the khopesh

«Good question.»

another soul

Lord of the Dead… do you remember how you

shield to withstand a terrible blow, putting her shoulder behind it. Despite

mountain of bones?! Sure! What about

wisp of mist, Jet evaded a torrent of screaming blades and turned back

my command… let's do the

of the Dream Realm. The Lord of the

simply the outer shell of the Fallen Tyrant. Its

outer shell significantly, which allowed Effie to toss her shield through the heart of the bone mountain.

to do the same to the Heart