As Sunny slowly approached the main cargo hold, he felt doubt crawl into his mind.
What was he actually doing?
A battle between two Saints was no place for an Awakened, no matter how powerful he had grown after absorbing thousands of shadow fragments and forming the fourth core. The gap in power between Sunny and Solvane was just too vast… he had faced her twice in the past, and each time, the War Maiden crushed him without even putting any effort into her attacks.
The bitter taste of those defeats still lingered in his mouth.
…Especially of the second one, when he watched helplessly as she slaughtered Elyas in front of his eyes.
When he remembered that vile day, his pupils narrowed. An overwhelming feeling of hatred and anger drowned his mind, so scorching and consuming that Sunny was momentarily stunned by the intensity of it.
