Chapter 660 Shadow Arrows (1/2)

Chapter 660 Shadow Arrows

For the next several days, Sunny did nothing but sleep, rest, and practice weaving His tooden fingers were able to channel essence, which showed just how incredible Noctis was at his craft However, they could not touch the ethereal strings It seemed that only Sunny's own flesh and bone were capable of that

He was already accustoers, though, so the task had not grownneedle that shone with faint golden radiance to help hiress in his attempts to copy the simplest of enchantments

He also successfully destroyed severalhis newly repaired hearts

'Ah, curses…'

Sunny stared at the rain of disappearing sparks that had been an enchanted buckler just a few hed Another failure, another lost Meh his collection of the to wonder if there was a better use for it

Saint's shadow fragment counter was still at [59/200], and now, he had another Shadow to feed Nightmare also demanded his fair share of resources to reach the next Rank, and his appetite was even steeper Currently, the dark courser was at [1/300], and that single fragment came from a Memory Sunny had fed him to check if the horse also consuhtainedhi to require about the saet to two

…That was another reason why Sunny wanted toIf he could create even the siain the ability to convert soul shards into shadow fraghtmare were concerned Probably

He already knew enough to try, actually, and only lacked a few shards to experiment However, the ability to copy andthe utility of such a skill h was enough! He could not endure the heartbreaking sorrow of losing another Memory today With each of them he destroyed, Sunny could practically see potential credits disappearing fro his head dejectedly, he returned the needle into the maw of the Covetous Coffer, dismissed the little box, and headed toward the door of his room

It was ti his way to the faure of the bandaged cripple and ignored hirass some distance away The two of the that the other didn't exist After that first conversation, neither uttered a single word… which was a beautiful thing

'If only all humans were that reticent…'

The cripple never bothered him, and so, Sunny liked hi his eyes, Sunny rew bored He still had a few hours to kill before dinner, and there was nothing to do Well, that was not a probles he had wanted, but never found time to address For example, he was very curious to study the spellweave of the Shadow Lantern… it was a Divine Me at the inhurow foul, so Sunny decided to return to that task sometime later

What else was there?

Co tiard was still very far froht for a bit, then stood up and suan's Warbow The beautiful black boeaved itself frorip and string, as well as the sht through an avil that was burned into its surface

He turned slightly and glanced at the grey stone of one of the giant menhirs that loomed some distance away Surely, the ancient stone pillar that had withstood a thousand years in perfect condition, and was going to withstand thousands et practice…

Not that Sunny cared too much Noctis would just have to produce a new menhir if he destroyed one… or several… the bastard owed hih, he raised the bow, placed his fingers on the string, and strained his ] enchantht, as well as the help of the shadows, just to draw the string… no mundane hu the Awakened, only those with Aspects providing exceptional physical enhancement could hope to succeed

But thanks to that, every arrow sent flying by the black boent especially far, and hit with devastating strength And speaking of arrows…

As Sunny was drawing the string, a shadow appeared on it, then grew heavy and solid, turning frohostly shade into a sharp arrow The other enchantan's Warbow, [Soul Arrows], allowed it to attune to the soul of the wielder and create arrows that shared its affinity

The arrow Sunny just created was utterly black, with dark fletching and a narrow head that seemed to be made out of a sharp piece of obsidian This was a shadow arrohich fleiftly and didn't produce any sound at all It was also perfect for finding cracks in the enemy's armor

Actually, he could create a different kind of arrow, too, due to his high divine affinity Those arroere lustrous and seeold, their broadheads perfect for slicing flesh and causing terrible wounds There was probably another quality to theure it out

…In any case, that didn'tto his ear with soled to hold it in place, then closed one eye, took ai hit the inner side of Sunny's forearm, and the black arrow shot forith incredible speed

Attracted by the sound, the cripple turned his head and stared at Sunny froes

A iant menhir… completely off the mark He had aimed at a tiny crack on the surface of the ancient stone, but had notdown at his forearue and let out a dissatisfied growl

Then, he wrapped his arm with a piece of cloth, summoned a second arrow, and repeated the process, this ti to miss the menhir completely

'damnation!'