There were too many enemies for Sunny to cut down with his sword — and his best tool for dealing with swarms of enemies, the Curse, was sadly useless against this particular one.
Because even if he channeled his Death Will to poison the stolen shades with it, they would simply continue to fight as if nothing had happened. The dead did not fear death, after all — they were already in its embrace.
So, he did the next best thing he could and split into seven versions of himself, each diving into the mass of shades like a dark hurricane of slaying steel.
Sunny's allies were not remaining idle, either.
Saint summoned her elemental darkness — the natural enemy of shadows — to slaughter the shades and return them to their rightful owner. Slayer assumed the form of a gargantuan spider, summoning a vast web of black silk to break the wings of Shadow Butterflies.
