Shadow Slave

Chapter 1910 Rivergate Rivergate, the Citadel of Clan Dagonet, was built on a wide river. It cut across it like a great wall — or rather, a series of walls, descending from tall cliffs like steps meant for a giant.

It was both a dam and a lock. The highest wall held back the powerful current. Each step below it was separated by a vast chamber with towering gates, which could be filled with or drained of water with the help of ancient enchantments. A ship traveling to or from the Stormsea could descend from the cliffs or scale them due to the ancient system of locks, never leaving the river. At the same time, nothing could swim further upstream without destroying the Citadel — and even then, the assailant would have to crawl out of the water and travel by land with the locks destroyed.

There was almost a kilometer of vertical distance between the highest point of Rivergate and its lowest point. Each descending wall was incredibly tall and thick, built of monolithic stone, with battlements constructed on top of it. Fearsome siege weapons stood on the battlements — some of them enchanted with ancient sorcery, some built by the forgemasters of Clan Valor.

Hundreds of Awakened crowded the walls, led by a dozen Masters.

Seven Saints were standing on the highest of the fortress walls, looking down with somber expressions.

They were Morgan, the Princess of War, and six champions whose help she had enlisted... or coerced.

At this point, there was little difference.

Three of the six Saints had belonged to the House of Night once — Saint Naeve, Saint Bloodwave, and Saint Aether.

The other three were with the government — Nightsinger, War Beast, and Soul Reaper Jet.

At that moment, Naeve was talking to War Beast — Saint Athena, Raised by Wolves.

"...So you encountered that fiend before?"

She gave him a long look, then smiled wryly.

"We even killed him before."

Naeve turned to a startlingly beautiful man with auburn hair and mesmerizing green eyes, a stunned expression on his face.

Nightingale, is this

Saint Kai shifted uncomfortably.

was not that fiend — rather, it was a Corrupted version of his Transcendent self conjured by the Nightmare. Even then, none of us three dare claim any credit. He was eradicated by Lady

He sighed.

know more about what he's capable of than anyone else. That should be of

cast a

that

Mordret of... of Nowhere, really, had landed on the shore of the Sword Domain. The six Saints Morgan

of Night with them. Morgan herself had not said much to them, spending

the shape of an

expression had been solemn while entrusting her companions with

to take them away from the previous owners. So, treasure them well. Never part with the amulet, and don't allow that man to take it away from you. Unless you want to become one of his vessels." Saint Naeve studied the amulet with a mournful expression.

you have one for yourself, Lady

She shook her head.

had been lost in Antarctica and never

defense against that man, but none are quite as easily transportable. In any case, don't worry. I'll

her words, Soul Reaper raised an

"Oh? How so?"

with a sharp

he does enter my soul... I'll just have to kill him there, won't I? Like my dear sister

he would actually dare challenge her to a soul duel, but if he did... both of them would

almost hoped that he

the only way to kill him was to destroy

by donning the amulets, her champions were rejecting the only method

Leaving them defenseless was too great of a risk — she absolutely could not allow her brother