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.

you to leave the island once your memory

a moment, her eyes became

those words

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

Cassie and

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

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

"Hey, Neph."

turned to him, her face bleak

Oh… when did you get

"A while ago."

and said

I ask you something? Do you know

***

why exactly he wanted to build a boat, dodging the questions with practiced finesse. His Flaw was not making things easy, but with the state Neph was

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

there 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 fragile. Keeping them together was taking a heavy

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

bitter taste of blood on his tongue, he let the wave of pain clear his mind and blinked, amused at the irony of

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

his back,

going

for

the dead demon's carapace. We

Sunny raised his eyebrows:

armor? It's made out of some

glanced at him with

can float, Sunny. You just have to make sure that you're displacing

He blinked.