Chapter 41 - 40. Where Soul Raging
From the outside, the [Nightfall] looked like a dome. It encompassed almost the whole field and the tribune where the creature resided. It was different from the darkness around them, which was created by the absence of light.
The [Nighfall] looked impenetrable, like a fortress, a sturdy wall. And yet it also pulses, as if alive.
There was no sound but the soft vibration of the dome. Not even those scratching modulating sounds from the creature could penetrate the wall of darkness.
"So that's [Nightfall]," Ron muttered, after a quite long silence.
"This is the first time I see it with my own eyes," Sierra stared unblinking at the dome, hands clenching her gun tightly.
Zein tried to extend his energy toward the dome, but it bounced off the rippling and pulsing darkness. He couldn't sense anything, including Bassena, even though he still felt the esper's skill inside his shadow.
Something tickled his heart then; and as he unconsciously grabbed the hilt of the dagger strapped on his thigh, he realized that it was anxiety.
Ah...so it already tried to make a root there—the attachment.
"What should we do now? Should we go to the shard's room—?"
Before Eugene could finish his words, a loud shooting sound cut him first as Sierra released a bullet into an incoming wraith coming from behind the door.
"Well, that's probably safer, but—" Ron took out his reserve weapon—a bow—from his inventory, and joined the sharpshooter in the offensive just as a rippling mana shield surrounded them. "We need to get rid of the leftover."