Shadow Slave

Sunny, Nephis and Cassie sat on a branch of the great tree, waiting for the sun to set. The branch was wide enough to accommodate twice as many people, so they weren't worried about being spotted from the ground. Still, they remained silent and motionless, warry of the giant monster that sometimes appeared beneath their hiding place.

The sound of his footsteps sent shivers through the tense bodies of the three Sleepers.

Not once since coming to the Forgotten Shore had Sunny hoped for the night to come faster. But there was a first time for everything.

They could only proceed with the next step of the plan after darkness had fallen, so there was nothing to do now but wait. Sitting with his back against Neph and Cassie, Sunny stared into the distance and tried not to think about anything.

Obsessing over past mistakes and future risks was only going to dampen his resolve. And it was already in short supply.

Meeting a setback so early into the plan really through Sunny off his game. He still couldn't recover from the sudden loss of the precious Echo. Of course, he knew beforehand that many things could go wrong… in fact, he had even warned the girls that there were too many unpredictable elements, and thus it was impossible to reliably predict their chances of success.

Nevertheless, he had not expected to lose the strongest member of their group at the very beginning. The first stage of the plan was supposed to be the safest. Things to come were going to be much more dangerous.

Sunny looked at the darkening skies, barely visible through the thick canopy of the great tree's crown, and listened to the noise of the rising sea. In the dim twilight, Cassie shifted a little and then gently squeezed his hand.

Her warm touch made Sunny tense up, but then, realizing that the blind girl was just trying to console him, he allowed himself to relax.

'Stupid. What am I, a kid? Holding hands will not solve anything.'

But, despite these grumbling thoughts, Sunny reluctantly realized that he did feel a bit reassured, with no logical reason at all.

Maybe they were going to pull this off after all.

If this was their will… who dared to stop them?

Soon, the night descended, drowning the world in absolute darkness.

***

The Ashen Barrow had become an island in the black, undulating void of the dark sea. The braches of the great tree swayed gently in the darkness, their vibrant scarlet leaves now indistinguishable from the obsidian surface of the wood. The leaves whispered and rustled, creating a calming melody in the threatening murmur of the surging waves.

Sunny sighed, knowing that the moment of truth was approaching. He was sure of his plan… as far as it was possible to be sure of anything in this cursed place. But he also knew all the risks and all the things that could go wrong.

all, they were still tossing a coin, hoping that its fall

felt Neph's position shift. She turned her head and glanced in his direction, a calm expression on her face.

not see anything in the pitch-black darkness of the Starless Void, she knew that he

then opened them again and slowly

"Let's begin."

of motions. Cassie carefully shifted to the side, giving Sunny and Nephis space to

motions were slow and

as such were not particularly sturdy. After all, he wasn't a craftsman — all his knowledge about pottery was received in a single day of listening to Teacher Julius's rants about

least remembered the

monsters splashed around, making Sunny's heartbeat unsteady. A centipede monster had two sacks in its body, each containing a different oily substance. When mixed, these substances produced an incredibly corrosive, deadly

also highly

great tree, allowing the components to mix… well, there was a reason why the rucksack was entrusted to Nephis while Sunny carried

was the centerpiece

It was a makeshift torch made out of bone and… yeah, more seaweed. Traditionally, torches were supposed to

found Neph's cool hand, took it into his own and then placed the torch on her

dying, his chest crushed by the carapace centurion's bone scythe. The

were very memorable, although

also going to be forever etched in his memory… provided they live to

Sunny deeply inhaled.

"I'm ready."

her eyes, as though praying. Clad in white armor, with her silver hair dancing in the

fire burst from beneath her hands, igniting the top of the torch. Changing Star opened her eyes, extinguishing the light

looked like a lonely star drowning in the

edge of the branch, inhaled

ASSHOLE! COME GET

hell broke

***

Sunny's belligerent cries, the Carapace Demon appeared out of nowhere in a storm of fury. Its towering legs tore through the ashen sand, throwing clouds of it into the

here, you pile of scrap! Come and get it, fat lobster! This is my island now!"

This behemoth was as tall as a house, but still not tall enough to reach the

won't be the case for long, but it was