Far away, one of Sunny's incarnations was sitting on the steps of the Nameless Temple.
The small camp the soldiers sent to him by the Sword Army had built was empty now. They had been recalled and left for Vanishing Lake to participate in the clandestine attack on the Lesser Crossing Stronghold… which never took place, in the end.
By now, they were out there on the battlefield, trying to survive in the cataclysm caused by the Sovereigns. Many of them were probably dead, torn apart or turned into puppets.
The Nameless Temple was eerily quiet.
Sunny had spent a long time alone here, but he usually had the company of his Shadows. Saint, Fiend, Serpent, Nightmare… they were on the battlefield too, helping him hold back the tide of abominations.
He felt strangely lonesome despite the sleeping army of Great Nightmare Creatures hidden in the darkness behind him, and the invisible presence of the Temple Guardian.
Of course, his solitude was not destined to last. His shadow sense spread far and wide, encompassing the dark expanse of the Shadow Realm's Fragment. That was why he could already feel it… the ragged force of the Song soldiers approaching him from the north.
And their commanders, of course.
Lonesome Howl, Death Singer…
He could not sense Silent Stalker, though, which meant that she was already somewhere close, aiming her arrows at him.
Sunny did not move.
Finally, the soldiers entered the empty camp, shivering as the eerie silence enveloped them.
The daughters of Ki Song were the first to reach the dark edifice of the temple. They stopped, staring at him with tense expressions.
In the end, it was Lonesome Howl who spoke:
"Lord of Shadows… we meet again."
Her voice was boisterous, but he could feel a hint of fear hidden deep within it.
Sunny tilted his head a little.
"You were sent to take the Nameless Temple, then?"
She smiled.
"Sure. It's a bit funny, though… oxymoron, or what have you.Your Citadel is called the Nameless Temple — that's its name. So it's not very nameless, is it?"
He hesitated for a moment, amused.
"Perhaps. So, tell me, what's the logic? Last time, I beat thirteen of you. Now there's only three. Are you that impatient to die?"
Lonesome Howl's smile faltered for a moment, then brightened again.
"Ah… but most of you is far away. So, I like our chances."
Her bravado was ruined by Death Singer, though, who chose that exact moment to yell:
"Death! Oh, death! We're all going to die! I sense it!"
Sunny stared at her for a moment, smiling, then shook his head.
"Well… naturally. Everyone dies one day. Only the Void is everlasting — so, I guess you are right."
Death Singer fell silent and looked back at him with wide eyes.
"I'm… right? Me? Uh… can you repeat that, Sir Lord of Shadows? Louder?"
With that, she turned her head and glanced at Lonesome Howl vindictively.
Sunny chuckled.
"...Sorry to disappoint, though. You're not dying today."
As Sunny rose to his feet, he saw the daughters of Ki Song, and the soldiers behind them, flinch. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
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