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.

leave the island

of lucidity. For a moment, her eyes became clear again. White flames

Song... Vale. Say those words to me, and I

to lose the grip on her thoughts, she turned away and added after a short pause, her

anything happens, take Cassie and flee.

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

sat by her side for some time, waiting. After a while,

"Hey, Neph."

face bleak

Oh… when did you

"A while ago."

and said in

you something? Do

***

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

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

not much time left. With

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

soon as possible. Sunny was determined

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

prevent himself from being eaten. What

his bleeding hand behind his back, Sunny turned to Neph

we going to make

for some time, then

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

Sunny raised his eyebrows:

It's made out of some strange

at him with

You just have to make sure that you're displacing more water than the weight of the floating object. That's how boats

He blinked.