Abyssal Awakening

Chapter 818: Marionette of the Waning Moon

"Are you worried about your friend?" Griselda asked curiously, glancing down at Alice who was leaning against her chair.After Gwen gave Alice a portion of her powers, she made her way back to the Church. She has been away for a long time after all.

"A little. She seems cheerful but I’m still worried." Alice sighed. te of the Waning Moon.

Within her body, a stage was constructed with the crescent moon hanging above them. Countless strings attached themselves to the audience while Griselda herself appeared wearing a silver dress and crown. In her hands, she held a single blade.

But a portion of this stage has been usurped by Nanna.

Garden of the Silent Moon.

Gentle waves rolled out. Floating above the waves were silver and blue lotuses reflecting the light of the full moon that hung above them. Iridescent clouds shimmering with a myriad of lights.

Nanna sat upon her chakram hoop with her legs crossed.

A smile was evident on her face as she glanced at Griselda’s resonance.

"Heh~ You’ve been slacking, haven’t you?" Nanna took note of the lack of an ’audience’ in Griselda’s theatre.

In the past, this resonance would’ve been one to behold.

But like a star that had lost its radiance, it was now but a shell of its former self.

"I might’ve been slacking but it’s more than enough to deal with you. Don’t forget you’ve never won against me." Griselda flicked her finger.

*CLANG!!!

An armoured puppet crashed down from above as Nanna blocked it with her foot.

"Is that so? Why don’t we change the score today?!" Nanna shouted as she spun her body around.

She kicked the Chakram towards Griselda while pushing the puppet away.

Just as Griselda was about to parry the Chakram, Nanna appeared below her and kicked the weapon up!

"!!!" Bending her body back, Griselda narrowly avoided the attack before seeing a spirt hovering above her.

Without hesitation, the spirit kicked the Chakram, unleashing a flood of radiant blue energy ripping towards the Apostle of Immortality.

*BANG!!!

The spirit merged with Nanna gracefully as she spun the hoop around her body.

Yet before she could even say anything, chains burst out from the ground as three puppets slashed towards Nanna.

Blocking it with her Chakram, her eyes darted above and saw Griselda unharmed!

Snapping her finger, three more puppets appeared!

They performed a synchronised sword dance as Nanna clicked her tongue.

Splitting herself into several spirits, she unleashed several arcs of destruction in an attempt to break the puppets.

"Rudimentary!" Griselda clapped her hands together.

A giant pair of puppet hands crushed two spirits in an instant before a large armoured puppet slammed its shoulder into Nanna’s guard, sending her sliding backwards.

Just as she was about to counter, Griselda tugged her arm, pulling several threads taut.

"!!!" Nanna’s eyes widened. Threads dug into her body, overloading her soul and restricting her movements.

Countless thoughts rushed into her mind while several puppets aimed their blade at her throat.

"And I believe that marks another loss, don’t you agree?" Griselda slowly stepped down from the sky as she lifted Nanna’s chin.

Nanna revealed a grin.

"I knew you would come in close like that." Nanna stuck out her tongue.

*RUMBLE!!!

The water around them boiled as several spirits lunged out but Griselda kept her composure.

While the number of souls at her disposal over the years have decreased, she didn’t slack on training.

In fact, her personal power had increased as a response!

In a flash, her hair turned crimson as chains burst out from the realm around her, destroying everything without hesitation!

Threads searing against skin, blades cutting apart flesh! A maelstrom of calamity unfolded with Griselda in the centre.

Blood seeped from the gaps of Griselda’s puppet body as crimson began to taint her silver blade.

*Clap...

"That’s enough girls. You know there’s only so much I can tolerate when it comes to fighting between allies."

Griselda’s pupil constricted as she immediately retracted her power and kneeled.

Nanna did the same.

"There, isn’t that better?" Lumiria smiled.

Griselda could feel Lumiria’s gaze.

Yet nothing happened.

"It must’ve been hard to watch Syrion’s death. You may take these days to rest."

Having said that, Lumiria disappeared as Griselda sighed inwardly in relief.

She was safe.

For now.