Shadow Slave

Trying to gather his courage, Sunny looked into the distance and said in a raspy voice:

"You've seen the creatures that dwell under these waves. Do you really want to swim across them?"

Changing Star was silent for a few seconds, then sighed.

"We are damned either way, Sunny. What do we have to lose?"

She fell silent for a moment and grimaced, pale flames dancing in her eyes. Then, in a quiet voice, she added:

"We will not light any fires, relying on your eyes to guide us west. We will hope that Cassie's armor will protect us. Maybe it will be enough."

Sunny glanced at Neph and asked:

"What's so special about Cassie's armor?"

She hesitated for a moment, then answered without looking at him:

"It's a tier six awakened Memory. One of its traits is to make the wearer less likely to draw the enemy's attention."

While Sunny was digesting this information, Nephis suddenly trembled. Closing her eyes, she said through gritted teeth:

"I am at my limit. My mind is… fading. If you have any questions left… better… ask them fast."

He blinked, startled. Then, knowing that there was not much time left, Sunny asked the first thing that came to his mind:

"Do you even know how to build a boat?"

Changing Star simply nodded, letting him know that she did. Her expression was slowly turning lost and dull again.

Racing against time, Sunny frantically thought of another question.

convince you to leave the

of lucidity. For a moment, her eyes became clear again. White flames ignited

those words

the grip on her thoughts, she turned away and added after a short pause, her voice steady

Cassie and

light in her eyes slowly dimmed, and soon, Changing Star was staring west once again, all memory of their conversation

side for some time, waiting. After a while,

"Hey, Neph."

face bleak

when did

"A while ago."

he smiled and said

ask you something? Do you know how to build

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question, but eventually agreed to help him. Sunny didn't tell her why exactly he wanted to build a boat, dodging the questions

taken too much time. Not to mention

not much time left. With

was beginning to slip, he had to inflict pain on himself to get a few moments of reprieve. Even so,

island as soon as possible. Sunny was determined to be ready

let her see the pained expression on his face, Sunny bit his hand once again. Feeling the bitter taste of blood on his tongue, he let the wave of pain clear his mind and blinked, amused at

himself to prevent himself from being eaten. What a funny

his bleeding hand behind his back, Sunny

we going to make the

thought about it for

hull, we will have to use the dead demon's carapace. We can strip several armor plates of suitable shape and tie them

Sunny raised his eyebrows:

out of some strange

at him

you're displacing more water than the weight of the

He blinked.