Sunny allowed his shadow sense to expand like a tide, enveloping the entire battlefield. The battle line established by the previous two war parties stretched across many kilometers, so an avalanche of information instantly poured into his mind, threatening to overwhelm him.
There were tens of thousands of soldiers, each using a unique Aspect. Awakened, Masters, and Saints. There were countless abominations, as well, ranging from lumbering monstrosities to vast swarms of tiny vermin. There was the jungle itself, too — moving, growing, hungering.
The clash of it all made a myriad of shadows dance in a staggering mayhem of motion, making Sunny draw a heavy breath.
Luckily, he had long learned how to deal with his Transcendent senses. Staying in the outskirts of NQSC had been a harsh lesson, but an effective one — Sunny knew how to cast the net of his perception wide, but only pay attention to important details.
After all, people were not usually overwhelmed by looking at a busy image. They simply saw what they needed to see, and filtered out the rest.
A few heartbeats later, he was aware of what was happening across the entire battlefield. It did put a strain on his mind, but in return, the level of awareness Sunny now possessed was unmatched — a priceless quality for a military commander.
The second war party was retreating, the third party was advancing. Summer Knight and his Saints were disentangling themselves from the enemy and leading their retinues back. In turn, Sunny and his Transcendent champions were supposed to cover their retreat.
'Good. Good…'
Sunny smiled behind the mask.
Life had been so complicated lately, but battle… battle was simple. It was kill or be killed, with nothing between.
The jungle was boiling with abominable life all around him. Even though it had only recently crawled back to the surface from the Hollows, the scarlet foliage was already thick, and all kinds of creatures were rushing in his direction.
His war party had its work cut out for it, but these infantile horrors were not for him to deal with.
Some distance away, spread out in the jungle, the Saints were already engaging with the enemy.
Sunny took another step forward, and his shadows suddenly split, separating into three inky silhouettes.
Then, the inky darkness surged.
A graceful stone knight rose from one shadow, two ruby flames igniting coldly behind the visor of her helmet.
She raised her round shield and calmly struck its rim twice with the blade of her black sword.
A towering fiend forged from black silver rose from another, his carapace littered with blade-like spikes. Each of his claws was like a razor-sharp dagger, and infernal flames were burning with hungry malice in his demonic eyes.
Finally, a great serpent slithered from the third shadow, its body like an endless onyx wall. The serpent twisted its neck, which was like a black tower, and its enormous head rose above the jungle, observing the sea of scarlet moss and dense foliage from far above.
A moment later, the three shadows rose from the ground, fusing with Saint, Fiend, and Serpent.
Immediately, there was a change. Saint's armor shone with dark radiance, and wisps of dark smoke seem to rise from beneath it. The flames burning in Fiend's eyes grew more intense, but were painted a darker and more sinister hue. Serpent, meanwhile, seemed to grow even more solid, the gemlike surface of his onyx scales seemingly absorbing light.
Sunny gestured with his black odachi.
"Go."
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