Nephis had yet to rise from the ground, and now, countless black chains shot from the darkness to pull her down, pressing her into the shattered stone with dreadful force. The cold chains melted and vanished like ghostly fog as soon as they touched her brilliant radiance, but there were simply too many of them — even as some were destroyed, more piled on, covering her like a dark tide.
At the same time, countless figures rose from the dark spaces that her light couldn't reach, surrounding her like an army of monsters. They were the profane copy of the Shadow Legion — a swarm of twisted, ghastly apparitions born from elemental darkness. Their claws, stingers, and mandibles reached toward Nephis, aiming to sink into the pure white flames of her radiant body.
And most lethal of all, the dark expanse of a flawlessly black odachi was already falling, aimed at her neck.
That was the danger Nephis faced. However, if anything, she was better off than Sunny.
