Surrounded by devastation, Sunny, Kai, and Effie stared at each other with confused expressions on their faces. Their weapons were still raised, ready to strike at the enemies… however, there were no enemies around.
Just dead silence.
Sunny tensely studied the devastated hall, then slowly pulled out the emerald amulet and looked at the little girl with a silent question written on his face.
"Effie… tell me… is there, perhaps, a slumbering Saint somewhere in the temple?"
She frowned, then shook her head.
Sunny was genuinely perplexed.
"Uh… maybe there is an indescribable horror that had been contained by the chalice? And we have set it free? Or an ancient curse? "
The little girl wiped the sweat off her bruised face, then said in her soft, childish voice:
"Not that I know of. Uh… no, there are no horrors. Or curses."
Sunny blinked a couple of times.
"So, what… we really won? Just like that?"
Effie stared at him for a bit, and then yelped in outrage:
"What the hell do you mean by just like that?! We just wiped out half a hundred vicious Awakened battle zealots, and you yourself killed three Ascended champions! Not to mention destroying the chalice… which was supposed to be indestructible, by the way… was that not hard enough for you, you crazy demon?!"
He tilted his head a little and thought about it.
"Well, when you put it like that… I guess it was a bit hard…"
The three of them, especially Sunny, had indeed achieved something remarkable just now. But it still felt weird… he didn't even lose a single limb, body part, or heart!
Well… he did lose half of a horn. That had to count for something, probably?
Sunny scowled. That victory had not been easy — in fact, it had been the opposite of that. However, it had not been as costly as he would have expected it to be.
Three Ascended were no joke, let alone as fearsome as the War Maidens had been. Granted, they had faced him after being mangled by the Strike of Thunder and the consequent explosion of the chalice. And he had only been able to damage the chalice, thus allowing the divine flame contained within to destroy it, because of his insight into how true sorcery worked.
So, in a sense, this victory was the result of those months Sunny had spent barely surviving in the Red Colosseum, as well as his trials in the countless nightmares that gifted him his third Shadow.
…And more than a bit of luck.
He sighed, then asked dubiously:
"So, what? We can just… go?"
Effie looked around, her gaze lingering on the corpse of the white-haired Maiden for a few seconds. Her little face turned somber, and then, she simply shrugged.
"Unless you want to get roasted even more by the divine flames, I suggest we do."
Kai, who had been silent this whole time, looked around, as well. His gaze, however, seemed to be aimed at something beyond the walls of the devastated hall. Then, he lowered his head, his eyes turning dark.
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