The Deathless Spirit towered above the shadow of the Wolf, and in the darkness of the night, he seemed like a black mountain that obscured the distant, radiant ocean of stars. He might not have been stronger than the Sacred shade, but his Will was far superior…
Sunny was not even sure that calling it superior would be the right word. The difference between his own Will and that of the Archon was like the difference between a clear brook and a vast sea. Like the difference between a stone fortress and the boundless expanse of the wide world that surrounded it.
The Archon did not possess a weakness that Sunny could easily exploit, either.
In the battle against Abundance, Sunny had been able to lock it in space and slowly poison the enormous godworm with his Death Will — but the Archon was Deathless.
