Shadow Slave
Chapter 1912
Chapter 1912 Self-Reflection It wasn't easy to evacuate an entire city in the span of a day, even if it was many times smaller than Bastion. Luckily, Morgan had Nightingale with her — with his commanding voice, everything went smoothly and swiftly.
The warriors defending the fortress were reluctant to leave their post, but they did not dare to disobey her. The members of the Dagonet clan were even more reluctant to abandon their Citadel without a battle, but Morgan persuaded them without too much trouble. They were mostly non-combatants, anyway — the true strength of the clan was far north, fighting in Godgrave.
The rest knew that they would be of no real help in the clash against the banished prince of Valor.
By the time the sun started to roll toward the horizon, Rivergate had grown eerily quiet. Now, only the seven Saints remained in the ancient fortress, calmly preparing for battle. The Saints from the House of Night were grim and full of murderous desire for vengeance... the three government Saints were strangely nonchalant.
Or maybe not so strangely. Two of them were the survivors of the Forgotten Shore, after all, while the third was Soul Reaper Jet — Morgan wasn't even sure if it was possible for them to lose composure.
'Like Nephis.‘
Morgan briefly contemplated destroying the Gateway of Rivergate, but then discarded that idea. It would not mean much for the war, anyway — not in the long run, at least. The infrastructure of the Sword Domain would suffer greatly, though, and it would be hard to rebuild after the war was over.
If there would be anyone left to rebuild, that was.
"Death! Death!"
Morgan stared at the annoying crow that seemed to always follow Soul Reaper around with displeasure.
She scowled slightly.
"What are you saying, stupid bird?"
The crow stared back at her, then fluttered its wings in the air.
"Bird! Bird!"
Morgan sighed and shook her head. What was she doing talking to an Echo? Finally, their preparations were complete. She threw one last glance at the river, which shone beautifully in the radiance of a blazing sunset, and took a canteen of water off her belt.
lid, Morgan took a sip of water, then
moment, she could see her reflection in the puddle, surrounded by the reflections of the
Then, her reflection smiled.
And spoke.
awhile, my dear
the House of Night visibly paled... even Saint Aether, who used to the ideal
nodded somberly, not paying the young
The last time I saw you... was it when you failed to kill me and ran away to save your sorry skin? And right after giving the big speech about
Her reflection laughed.
the dirt, too weak to stand up...
her like a blade. Mordret had taught her what shame was, as
meanwhile, pretended
have rather expected you to string every man and woman living there on the fortress walls,
The reflection smiled pleasantly.
course, nothing is stopping me from going after the boats first, and then returning here to finish you
smile with one of
Tell me, did you crash the Night Garden into the shore because of some devious plan, or simply because
moment, Soul
you really just going to
reflection shifted its gaze to the three government Saints. Its
Naeve, Bloodwave, and Aether too. I cherish the memories of
stared at the reflection coldly, then uttered through gritted
silent for a few moments, its smile slowly draining away. Eventually, it stared at
it was a little disturbing, even
spoke once again, this time not bothering to
this. This is between me and the Great Clan Valor — a family affair, if you will. So, I'll give you
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