Chapter 283: Converge
Nyx Vespera stood between the ancient entity and the bleeding girl.
She gripped her jagged obsidian daggers tightly in her hands. She had caught his rusted blade once, halting the execution. She did not plan to let him swing again.
Nyx melted into the shadows of the abandoned processing plant. She emerged instantly in the clone's blind spot. She drove her daggers toward the base of his neck.
SWISH.
The blades met zero resistance. They passed cleanly through the oversized wool coat. There was no blood. There was no physical contact.
Nyx stumbled forward, her momentum betraying her. She spun around, her eyes narrowing.
The clone of Malakor had not moved. He simply looked at her with dull, vacant brown eyes.
She slashed again, unleashing a flurry of rapid, lethal strikes. She aimed for the heart, the throat, and the kneecaps. Every single strike clipped right through him.
