Sunny was keenly interested in anything that had to do with Eurys, and by extension with the Nine. So, he glanced at Azarax, lingered for a moment, and asked:
"That Eurys... Eurys of the Nine. The two of you must know each other well, considering that you spent thousands of years side by side."
Azarax ground his teeth. Instead of answering the question, he regarded Nephis.
"That knave must have really guided you out of Hell. So, where is he now? What has become of him?"
She shrugged.
"I left him in the Underworld."
Sunny spared her a brief glance, then added:
"He made it to the Shadow Realm, in the end. He is still there, searching for peace."
And waiting for Sunny to grow powerful enough to slay him.
The skull of the ancient skeleton remained motionless for a few moments, then lowered slightly.
"...A shame."
Azarax stared at the sand, then pierced with a murderous glare.
"It's a shame that he escaped Hell before me. Oh, how joyous it would have been, to join the battle together!"
Sunny was momentarily surprised by the uncharacteristic show of sentimentality. It seemed that Azarax was not immune to camaraderie and affection, after all. However, he was proven wrong a second later.
βIf he and I were to become swallowed by the curse together, I would have been able to crush, shatter, and mutilate that wretched worm for all eternity! I would have destroyed him a thousand times... ten thousand times! I would have visited a vicious death upon him for every accursed day I had to spend in his excruciating company!"
The vitriol in his voice could only compare with the hatred he had expressed when sensing the legacy of Shadow God in Sunny.
'I... guess not.'
Sunny cleared his throat.
"Would you even be able to defeat him once, though? That man killed a god. Azarax the Mighty is a fearsome name, sure, but can it really compare to Eurys the Godslayer?"
Azarax glowered at him silently.
"That worm was full of tricks, but he has never been more powerful than me. All he could do was plot and scheme. However, no scheme would have helped him defeat someone as fearsome as I was... as I am."
Sunny raised an eyebrow.
"How did he end up killing the avatar of War God, then?"
He wasn't asking out of mere curiosity. If he and Nephis succeeded and became Sacred, it would not be long until they would have to defend the borders of humanity from Cursed and Unholy creatures. So, every little bit of information about the nebulous art of godslaying was of vital importance to them.
Azarax turned his skull away.
β...Who really knows? It was a long time ago. And Eurys of the Nine had never been a forthcoming person, even before we ended up nailed to this tree."
He remained silent for a moment, then continued:
βAll I know is that those of his people who hadn't been slaughtered were made slaves. The slaves from that particular realm were gorgeous, mild-tempered, and exquisitely cultured, so they were valued a lot by the wealthy merchants and the nobles of the Empire. Eurys was quite handsome and highly educated, so he fetched a good price... that was what people said about him later, at least, when he became infamous."

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