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.

do I convince you to leave the island

onto the last shreds of lucidity. For a moment, her eyes became clear again. White flames ignited

Vale. Say those words to me, and

turned away and added after a short pause, her voice steady and

Cassie and flee. Don't…

in her eyes slowly dimmed, and soon, Changing Star was

time, waiting. After a while, he shifted

"Hey, Neph."

him, her face

Oh… when did

"A while ago."

said

you something? Do you know how to build a

***

wanted to build a boat, dodging the

felt a little strange, but explaining everything once again would have taken too much time. Not to mention that he

was not much time left. With every

pain on himself to get a few moments of reprieve. Even so, his thoughts were slow and fragile. Keeping them together

island as soon as possible. Sunny was determined to be ready by the time the

pained expression on his face, Sunny bit his hand once again. Feeling the bitter taste of blood on his tongue,

was gnawing on himself to prevent himself from being eaten. What a funny

hand behind his back, Sunny turned to

how are we going to make the

it for some

to use the materials at hand. For the hull, we will have to use the dead demon's

Sunny raised his eyebrows:

made out of some

at

make sure that you're displacing more water than the weight of the floating object.

He blinked.