Using the short window of opportunity, Sunny jumped back to his feet, dashed forward, and thrust his jade sword into a small crack between two plates of armor that covered the giant's knee joint. The thin blade of the Sin of Solace easily slid into it and bit into the Demon's flesh, drawing a few drops of putrid black blood.
That was all he had time to do before leaping back.
The shallow wound Sunny had delivered was by no means mortal, or even seriously debilitating.
But it didn't need to be.
The plague of the [Sinister Whisper] had already been passed to the Gate Guardian by the swift jade blade.
'Let's see how strong your mind is, bastard.'
Even diminished by the potent mental barrier of the Undying Chain, the eerie whispers of the Sin of Solace were constantly assaulting his own sanity. Of course, it was strange to think of any Nightmare Creature as sane… they were all mad to begin with, after all.
