Shadow Slave

Chapter 1928: Dawn of a New Era. Chapter 1928: Dawn of a New Era.

The old man possessed a formidable mind —which was not surprising, really. As a member of the First Generation, he had endured the darkest era of humanity, facing countless dreadful ordeals and overcoming them with great tenacity and determination.

The fact that he had lived to his respectable age was proof enough of just how much willpower he possessed.

However, today, the old man encountered an ordeal that he would not be able to overcome…

It was Cassie.

Kneeling near the bloodied prisoner, she pulled off her blindfold and looked him into the eyes — of course, Cassie's had marked him already, so what she actually saw was herself.

The old man smiled darkly, and finally spoke.

«Song of the Fallen. I've heard about you.»

She responded quietly:

«And I you, Master Orum.»

She knew that he might attempt to commit suicide if given enough time — in fact, he would have done so already if the nature of her Aspect had not been a closely guarded secret. So, there was little time to waste, especially considering that there were several other captured spies she would have to interrogate later.

But this one… this one was more valuable to Cassie, because he had lived a long life, and would know many secrets that had nothing to do with the clandestine side of the Domain War.

Looking into the man's eyes, Cassie activated her Transcendent Ability.

Master Orum's formidable mental defences crumbled easily under her tyrannical attack…

of the old man. If anything, it was a relief, since Master Orum was very much human

The fear, the pain, the despair of being caught… but below it all, an eerie sense of calm and cold determination,

the memories of the war. The span of time was too great, and Master Orum's memory was not much different from a mundane human, many details of his recent

Orum's clandestine activity. How long he had been relaying information to Song, what

had learned his most precious secrets, and how helpless

learning everything the King of Swords wanted to know, Cassie showed no sign of having achieved her goal. Instead, she kept looking into Orum's eyes, diving deeper into his memories… deeper, deeper, and deeper still, until his whole

all, but some were more solid and important than others. They were his core memories, as well as those memories that had just got stuck in his mind for

for her to fathom in a short span of time, without revealing her secret actions to the onlookers. So, Cassie focused even more, her mind spinning on all cylinders to find the pieces of precious information she desperately wanted

finally… she discovered

old memory. Despite its age, however, it was incredibly sharp and vivid, hinting

only a few seconds

—— —— ——

their armor bent and torn to shreds. Here and there, human corpses were sprawled on the ground,

the smoke, drowning in the

«Orie! Orie!»

for his life, overcome by pain and despair. At the

along, was sprawled on

cold

not even noticed when her hand

hurry, he picked her up from the ground and wiped

Come one, with

a hideous figure lunged at them from the smoke, frenzied madness burning

of the infected… or

Orum froze.