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 memory

at him, struggling to hold onto the last shreds of lucidity. For a moment,

Song... Vale. Say those words

away and added after

take Cassie and flee.

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

time, waiting. After a while,

"Hey, Neph."

face

when did

"A while ago."

and said in a

Do you know

***

to help him. Sunny didn't tell her why exactly he wanted to build a boat, dodging the questions with practiced finesse. His

again would have taken too much

left. With every hour,

Sunny was having trouble keeping his lucidity intact. Every time he felt that his mind was beginning to slip, he had to inflict pain on himself to get

as possible. Sunny was determined to be ready

Nephis to not let her see the pained expression on his face, Sunny bit his hand once again. Feeling the bitter taste of blood on his

was gnawing on himself to prevent himself from being

bleeding hand behind his back,

how are we going to

thought about it for some time,

use the dead demon's carapace. We can strip several armor plates of suitable

Sunny raised his eyebrows:

the Carapace Demon's armor? It's made out of some strange

at him with

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

He blinked.