Standing on the great wall of the Dark City, Sunny gazed at the starless sky.
A vast black void loomed above the Forgotten Shore, endless in its dark eternity...
Today, a beautiful demon raced the winds across the black void, basking in its endless lightlessness.
Some time later, Revel landed on the parapet of the battlements near him. In her Transcendent form, the Dark Dancer was like a demoness sculpted out of pure darkness — her height had increased to nearly four meters, her raven hair seemed to have grown much longer, and two obsidian horns protruded from her head, curving slightly.
Two black leathery wings extended from her back, crowned with obsidian spikes… looking at those deadly talons, Sunny could not help but shiver while remembering the sensation of them piercing Saint's flesh like it was paper.
Revel inhaled with full chest, then exhaled slowly and turned the gaze of her tenebrous eyes to him.
"It's really true."
