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.

I convince you to leave

at him, struggling to hold onto the last shreds of lucidity. For a moment, her eyes became clear again. White flames ignited in

Song... Vale. Say those words

her thoughts, she turned away and added after a short pause, her voice

take Cassie and

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

waiting.

"Hey, Neph."

to him, her face bleak and full of

when did you

"A while ago."

and said in a

I ask you something? Do you know how to build

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tell her why exactly he wanted to build a boat, dodging the

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

was not much time left. With every

slip, he had to inflict pain on himself to get a few moments of reprieve. Even so, his thoughts were slow and

as possible. Sunny was determined to

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

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

hand behind his back, Sunny turned

are we going to make the

it for some time,

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 tie them together with

Sunny raised his eyebrows:

out of some strange steel.

glanced at him

can float, Sunny. You just have to make sure that you're displacing more water than the weight of

He blinked.