Chapter 190: Advent of Death
Sunny gritted his teeth and groaned, feeling his whole body being slowly crushed by the monstrous chieftain of the Barrow Wraiths. One of his arms was pressed against his body, and the other one was, too... but just barely.
If only he could free it...
But no matter how hard he tried, the tyrant’s hold was just too strong.
Under Weaver’s Mask, Sunny grinned through the pain.
Suddenly, two beautiful magenta lights ignited in the darkness to the side of the Tyrant.
A moment later, a dark blade of a strange, stonelike sword flashed out of the shadows and easily sliced through the abomination’s arm, allowing Sunny to fall freely.
Clamoring out of the thick fingers of the Tyrant’s hand as it howled in pain, he immediately used Shadow Step to retreat a distance away. He was officially out of the fight, and could only rely on Saint to take the rest of the Nightmare Creatures down.
’Kill that bastard...’
Just as Saint initialized a follow-up attack, one of the hounds lunged to her as the Tyrant regained his focus. With a glimmer of annoyance, she spun, cleaving right between the upper and lower jaw of hound as it bared it’s teeth. The blade cut right through, separating the upper and lower half of the Beast’s body.
With a flourish, she lunged towards the Fallen Tyrant, augmented by all three of Sunny’s shadows.
Curiously, Sunny’s Shadows — like Saint and Serpent — were able to recieve more power from being augmented than Sunny was able to do himself. While Sunny could multiply his own power by two, augmenting Saint was closer to tripling her strength, but not quite. In any case, against a Fallen Tyrant, who was only two Classes stronger than her, it would be ridiculous if she couldn’t match his strength — if not surpass it.