Chapter 2059: Sharnoth’s Determination "I told you it is a trap!" Zylarith raised his voice. "I will be fine." Sharnoth replied confidently as she glanced at Kethrian with a dangerous look on her face. "I invested too much in them." She declared. She had no plans on losing the subordinates she had gathered and cultivated with so much effort. But— 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶 "I can say the same too." Suddenly, Sharnoth heard a voice and before she could react— She lost control over her body. ’H-Huh...?’ She frowned. Everything around her slowed down as her senses became stronger. Then, as if to shock her even further, she saw her arms move without her... wanting to move them. They... they were moving on their own. No, more accurately, someone else was moving them. ’H-How...?’ She stuttered. She saw how ’she’ accessed her storage ring and took out an artifact. It was a summoning artifact that allowed her to summon one of her most loyal subordinates in front of her. ’She’ activated the artifact, summoning a subordinate who was currently fighting another enemy. His sudden summoning confused him, "Lady Shar—" He tried asking a question, but before he could say or do anything, Sharnoth’s hand moved. ’She’ grabbed his head and threw him into the Death Region Kethrian had created and just as she did— BOOOOOOOOOOM She witnessed the explosion right in front of her, the explosion that was more than enough to kill her a few times over. Less than a second. From her losing control over her body, to summoning a subordinate, using his body to activate the trap, all the way to the explosion she was seeing—it all happened in less than a second. And the moment that second was over— Sharnoth regained control over her body. "W-What...?" The woman stuttered, unable to believe what just happened. Her worldview crumbled. Letting someone else control her body as if it was their own was a strange, disgusting feeling that she didn’t like one bit. But... For now, it was time for her to deal with the enemy. Once she realized what he was capable of, Sharnoth became serious. The battle continued without any mistakes from her side and soon, she overpowered him and took over Khaemorr within the next few hours. The matter ended just like that— Or at least, that was what Sharnoth was hoping. But... "Sharnoth Nocthys, talk to me." Zylarith ordered with a solemn look on his face. He had been staying silent all this while, waiting for Sharnoth to bring it up. But realizing that the girl had no plans on saying anything, he stepped forward on his own. Sharnoth paused and Zylarith continued, "I took over your body, I am sure you must have a lot of questions, ask—" "You did what you had to do in order to keep me alive." Sharnoth spoke up. She had more than a few hours to think about it. She had already come up with a conclusion in her head. "...huh?" Zylarith frowned. "You only did what was necessary, I am thankful—" "I took over your body and all you have to say is a thank you? We both know you are a smarter girl than that, Sharnoth. You have questions in your heart, ask." Zylarith ordered again, but once again, "I do not." Sharnoth shook her head. Her answer surprised Zylarith. He obviously didn’t believe it, but Nux knew it was the truth. Sharnoth truly did not have any questions in her mind. How did Zylarith take over her body? What did he do to her? To Sharnoth, none of it mattered. Sharnoth was no fool, Nux knew it better than anyone. She had suspected Zylarith ever since Vehrian, the Verani, mentioned the story of Champions. She knew Zylarith had a goal, a goal that was not aligned with hers. She knew that just like other champions, she would fall as well but— "I do not care what you have done to me, Master. I only know that you gave me power and made me who I am. I have but one goal—destruction of Aurendor and blood of Vexarion Aurendor in my hands. As long as I achieve that, I do not care what happens to me." Sharnoth declared in a bone-chilling cold tone, a tone that surprised even Zylarith. "Do what you wish, Master. I will not question you. And in return, I just want one thing." Sharnoth stated. Yes, she knew that her Master was a demon and she... She was prepared to sell her soul to the demon for the sake of her revenge. "You will get what you want, I promise you." Zylarith declared boldly and at those words, Sharnoth kowtowed on the floor, showing her true submission. Nux wasn’t surprised by this scene, he already knew the woman’s thoughts. She knew how desperately she wanted her revenge. She knew she would go to any lengths to achieve it, even if that turned her into nothing but an empty soul with no control over her own body for eternity. Yes, she was willing to risk it all. She was that determined. And with that determination, her life continued. Khaemorr became hers, she made a name for herself, joined the Faction of Darkness and soon, she declared war on Aurendor. The war continued for years, but she never once got to face Vexarion. The Herald of Justice avoided her because he knew what sort of monstrosity she was. Sharnoth had no choice but to force him to face her through political pressure. The woman created her faction, her faction was slowly overpowering Vexarion’s, but then— Nux appeared and everything turned to shit. Her subordinates died, the worlds under her faction declared neutrality, her enemy became stronger, her Council Members started leaving—everything she had prepared all her life, she saw it all crumble in front of her own eyes one by one. And she... she couldn’t do anything about it. She was desperate and full of hatred, But then— "Get stronger." Her master suddenly spoke up as he presented a black-purple football-sized crystal to her.