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 island once your

struggling to hold onto the last shreds of lucidity. For a moment, her eyes became

those words to me, and I will

the grip on her thoughts, she turned away

anything happens, take Cassie and flee. Don't…

soon, Changing Star was staring west once again, all memory of their

side for some time, waiting. After a while, he shifted a little and

"Hey, Neph."

turned to him, her face bleak and full

did

"A while ago."

and said in a carefree

I ask you something? Do you know how

***

to build a boat, dodging the questions with practiced finesse. His Flaw was not making things

little strange, but explaining everything once again would have taken too much time. Not to mention that he wasn't sure that it would

was not much time left. With

he had to inflict pain on himself

to flee the island as soon as possible. Sunny was determined to

once again. Feeling the bitter taste of blood on his tongue, he let the wave

gnawing on himself to prevent himself

bleeding hand behind his back,

are we going

thought about it for some time, then said

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

Sunny raised his eyebrows:

armor? It's made out of some strange steel. Can steel

at him with

just have to make sure that you're displacing

He blinked.