Shadow Slave

In the absolute darkness, a small vessel was gliding on the black surface of a restless sea. Its mast, made of a demon's spine, was straining under the assault of the winds. In the eerie silence of this vast and lightless void, the swift boat cut through the waves like a blade.

No sounds could be heard except for the creaking of bones and the crashing of water against its polished metal hull.

Sunny sat at the oar, steering the carapace vessel. He was guiding them west. With no moon or stars to show them the path, it was hard to keep the boat on course. But there was a mark left in his mind by the cold and menacing shadow of the Crimson Spire — using it as a compass, he was able to navigate the treacherous waters without losing his way.

Black skies above, dark sea beneath. With nothing but a thin layer of steel separating them from the tenebrous abyss, they sailed through the night.

Below them, countless horrors were hiding in the cursed depths. Several times, Sunny felt gargantuan shadows moving close to the small boat, attracted by the sound of its passing. Powerless to do anything, he had no choice but to tremble in silence, praying that the terrible creatures would turn away.

So far, luck was on their side. Perhaps they were too small and feeble to satiate the hunger of these ancient leviathans...

A few hours after the start of the voyage, Sunny felt that the constant pull on his mind had begun to wane. His thoughts were slowly becoming clearer, the haze of forgetfulness weakening with each minute. Soon, a ghostly sound of shattering glass resounded in his head. Instantly, the last remnants of the fog that was clouding his consciousness disappeared.

He was free from the enthrallment of the Soul Devourer.

Relieved, Sunny couldn't help but smile. However, his smile was weak and hesitant.

With the effects of the mind hex gone, his usual sharpness had returned. It felt as though an invisible weight had been lifted, allowing his thoughts to finally flow unobstructed once again. Everything became clearer, as though the whole world suddenly came into focus.

with it came a better understanding of

their lives relying on nothing but capricious fortune. The decision to venture into the dark expanse of

Shore to begin with. In this desolate hell, the craziest choice was sometimes the best

Sunny held the oar and stared into the

boat gently sway. She handed the magical staff to Nephis and cautiously moved closer to Sunny,

was it that she wanted from him, he was suddenly caught in a tight embrace. The blind girl hid her face in his

idea what to do. He could feel Cassie's body pressed against him and shaking from crying, her hands

"Thank you… thank you…"

awkward, Sunny pretended to clear

wasn't for your warning, we would still be stuck on that island. So, we're

and awkwardly patted her on

of them were careful to keep their voices as quiet as possible, afraid that they will attract something from

let go of him. Wiping her face, she pulled her body away and

"I'm sorry."

voice sounded a bit strange. Confused, Sunny raised his

she

I'm sorry too. For, you know, grabbing you

smiled and, wiping the last tear from her face, turned away to move back

was left alone

mind clear again, many things were worth revisiting. He had to