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Phryne sneered at the carnage around her, rolling her shoulders like a beast preparing to pounce."Well now… someone's brought a zoo." Her eyes raked over the wolves, the dragons, the Silverback, and Igris's flaming silhouette. "That's fine. I like breaking pets before breaking their masters."
She pointed her axe toward Damien."And after them, I'm ripping you open."
Her hand snapped upward.
"Everyone! Kill them all!"
Ishtar Familia members charged forward, blades drawn, voices quaking between rage and fear.
Damien tilted his masked face to the ceiling, a quiet breath escaping him."I didn't expect it to go this far…" His shadows coiled at his feet, trembling like beasts impatient to be unleashed. "But… why not."
His hand opened.
His magic burst outward in an eruption of black flame.
"Arise."
The word slithered through the inn like a command from the underworld itself.
Bodies twitched.Armor clattered.Blood-slick limbs lifted from the floor.
The dead guards.The fat merchant's hired swords.The fallen Ishtar adventurers.And finally Tammuz's corpse, muscles still warm, lifted upright as black mist devoured his form.
[Elite Soldier Acquired. Name Required.]
Damien's eyes narrowed."…Welcome to the team, Adonis."
Tammuz's shadow form knelt once, then rose with a slow, regal poise fitting the new name.
Around them the Ishtar members screamed.
"THEY'RE MOVING—THE DEAD ARE MOVING!"
"Kord's corpse—he's—he's attacking me!"
"Is that… Tammuz? Tammuz, stop—STOP!"
"What kind of magic summons THIS MANY?!"
The inn became a battlefield drowned in terror.
Shadow Soldiers lunged at their former comrades.
The infant dragons spat gouts of fire, setting banners and curtains ablaze.
The Silverback slammed a man against the wall hard enough to crack plaster.
Adonis struck down a panicked level-two with surgical precision.
And Igris carved through two spears at once, flames dancing off his armor.
Phryne alone didn't flinch.
Instead, she grinned wide enough to show all her teeth.
"Witchcraft, huh? This is new." She stomped once, splintering the floorboards under her heel. "Doesn't matter. I don't care if you're a summoner or a freak with forbidden spells."
She hurled herself forward, axe raised.
"I'm taking your pretty little body apart!"
The impact shook the entire inn.
Phryne met Igris's blade first, the crash reverberating like thunder. Sparks shot outward. Damien lunged in, daggers slashing at Phryne's face, but she twisted aside with terrifying speed. The blade grazed her cheek; she spat blood and laughed.
"Mm… feisty. I'll enjoy breaking that spine."
Adonis swung from the left. Phryne met the strike with her elbow, the sheer force sending the Elite Shadow staggering back.
She was fast. And strong. And vicious.
One on one, she'd have crushed him.
Even now, with all three surrounding her, she fought like a storm of muscle and malice.
She kicked Igris across the room.
She drove her shoulder into Adonis, slamming him into the wall hard enough to crack brick.She caught Damien's wrist mid-slash, twisted, and nearly shattered his arm before he slipped away.
"Hah! You run like the rest of the pretty ones." Phryne licked her lips. "I've had plenty of boys scream underneath me. Some fainted before I even warmed up. But you…"
Her grin sharpened.
"I'll savor you."
Damien's dagger plunged toward her throat, but she parried it with the flat of her axe, spinning into a brutal kick that sent him sliding across the floor.
He felt the pressure.She was overwhelming.Even together, they weren't enough.
Adonis and Igris rushed her again, buying Damien precious seconds, but Phryne's level difference was merciless. She carved through them like a butcher handling livestock, battering them back step by step.
Damien exhaled.This wasn't enough.
He prepared to push deeper, even if it risked revealing too much—
A voice rang from above.
"Uchide no… Kozuchi!"
Light descended like a warm storm.
A brilliant gold radiance washed over Damien.
Over his shadows.
Over the entire room.
The magic enveloped him, sinking into bone and blood and mana.
Haruhime stood on the balcony, trembling but resolute, hands clasped in prayer.
Her voice shook."Good sir… please… do not fall here…"
A roar of power erupted through Damien's veins.
His stats surged.His shadow soldiers trembled as the same power intertwined with their forms.The level boost wasn't just his.
It was theirs.
Phryne froze.
"…What… what is this?" She stumbled back a half-step, confused, then furious. "Why are you glowing?! STOP THAT!"
Damien didn't answer.
He blurred forward.
Phryne's eyes widened."What—?!"
He appeared right in front of her.
Igris followed.
Adonis appeared at her flank.
Phryne swung wildly, but her strength no longer eclipsed them. Her dominance shattered instantly under the weight of Damien's boosted force.
Adonis grabbed her left arm and pulled.Bone tore. Flesh ripped. Phryne shrieked.
"STOP—NO—NO—WAIT—!"
Igris cleaved through her right arm, severing it cleanly.
Phryne howled, stumbling back, blood spraying across the floor in thick arcs.
Damien stepped forward.
Her eyes shook.She backed away on trembling legs.
"W-wait—stop! STOP! PLEASE! I—I'll—"She saw his mask.She saw no pity in it.
"DON'T—DON'T KILL ME! I CAN—"
She never finished.
Damien's blades crossed once.Twice.The third strike took her head cleanly.
Phryne Jamil collapsed in silence, her blood pooling across the inn's floorboards.
The battlefield went quiet.
The silence after Phryne's death felt heavier than the corpse itself.
Damien stepped over the severed head without pause. His shadows receded behind him, still trembling with leftover bloodlust. The remaining Ishtar Familia members—maybe a dozen—stood frozen. Some dropped their weapons. Some trembled so violently their armor rattled.
Samira and Lena stood back-to-back, blades shaking, eyes wide with horror.
Their captain lay decapitated.Their vice-captain torn apart.Half their comrades slaughtered by an enemy who didn't even bother to speak.
Damien's gaze settled on Phryne's corpse.Cold. Unreadable.
"You don't even deserve to be a Shadow…" he muttered, voice low behind the mask. "Rot, bitch."
Then he walked toward the last survivors.
Samira sucked air through her teeth.Lena's legs nearly buckled.
Damien lifted his blade.
Aisha dropped between them in a heartbeat.
"Damien, NO!"
He halted mid-swing, eyes narrowing behind the mask.
Samira blinked."Damien?!" she gasped, voice cracking. "Damien… that's you?!"
His jaw tightened.
"Well," he said flatly, "there goes my cover." He pointed the dagger toward their throats. "Now they have to die."
"W-wait!" Haruhime's voice rang from the stairs. She ran down barefoot, still glowing faintly from magic, ears trembling. "Hero, please! No… not them!"
Damien tilted his head slightly, silent.
Haruhime stumbled between Aisha and the two women, bowing deeply."Samira and Lena… they were good to me. They protected me. They fed me when the others wouldn't. They whispered warnings to me when Ishtar tried to sell me off. They aren't like the others…" Her eyes glistened. "Please… don't hurt them…"
Aisha exhaled hard."She's right. And Damien… you've already destroyed the familia's backbone." She gestured to the carnage. "You killed half of Ishtar Familia tonight. The captain and vice-captain are dead. Do you understand what that means?"
Damien said nothing.
Aisha continued."Ishtar will crumble under her own weight now. Scandals will come. Enemies will swarm. You don't need to kill the ones who showed kindness to Haruhime."
Damien stood still for several seconds.The inn crackled with small fires around them, the smell of burnt wood and blood intertwining.
Finally, he sighed.
"Fine."
Samira and Lena sagged in relief, trembling, but Haruhime froze as Damien continued:
"But you won't speak my name to her. Not a breath. Not a whisper. Understood?"
Both women nodded violently.
"Oh," Damien added quietly, "and I still need to do this."
Before they could react, he vanished.
Three black blurs struck simultaneously.
Damien.
Igris.
Adonis.
Samira and Lena went limp instantly, collapsing into Aisha's arms, as she stared at Damien with shock only to be on the receiving end of his own punch, knocked out as well
Damien turned toward Haruhime, the danger fading from his posture as if a switch had been thrown.
"Let's go, princess," he said, reaching a hand toward her. "Your friends are waiting."
Haruhime nodded softly and took his hand, her tail trembling with relief and fear. Shadows swirled around Damien's feet, and together they stepped out of the ruined inn—leaving behind the shattered remains of Ishtar Familia.
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