Shadow Slave

Sunny had dropped the throwing dagger near the monster's body in advance and then took all those steps back to make this exact situation possible. As soon as the Parrot Rock spoke, he pulled on the invisible string, sending the kunai flying back in his direction. The tall bastard didn't just happen to be in its path, either.

[You have slain…]

The leader of the hunting party really should have listened to that rock.

[... shadow grows stronger.]

Before the Sleepers even had time to react, Sunny was already moving. The shadow had been wrapped around his body a long time ago, making him that much faster. Summoning the Midnight Shard, he fluidly slashed at the nearest enemy, severing the man's arm at the elbow.

The blade struck right between the vambrace and the couter of his enchanted plate armor.

To Sunny, these people we slow and clumsy, their power level and technique severely lacking. He had already been more experienced than them after the harrowing journey through the crimson labyrinth, learning how to wield the sword in combat from Changing Star herself.

The three months he had spent hunting and surviving alone in the cursed city only made the gap that much wider. Despite looking like easy prey, Sunny was anything but.

However, he wasn't foolish enough to challenge all five of them. People might have been weaker than Nightmare Creatures, but what made them really dangerous was their unpredictability. Each Aspect was unique, arming humans with a formidable arsenal of inexplicable Abilities.

Facing something you couldn't understand was the surest way to end up dead.

With his advantage of surprise gone, Sunny decided that it was time to retreat.

hard to pursue someone who could see in

to Sunny's wrist. Sliding out of the dead leader's skull, it fell to the ground and clinked loudly against the stones,

bastard! He killed

striking against stone, the Sleepers lunged forward, following in

'What a persistent bunch.'

the guy who had lost his arm was on his heels, either having a way to stop the bleeding or simply unwilling to let the

fingers. Honestly, he was unsure what these guys were

here. Gunlaug's people might have been thugs, but they were experienced and accomplished hunters. They feared the city and knew how to behave while outside the castle

them would have been dead

rare to see them

even real hunters? If not, what were they up

leaving one of them alive to interrogate later, but then decided against it. To be honest, he wasn't really curious. Human business had long

more interesting things to

his goal, Sunny lingered on the steps, pretending

eyes on their victim. The scrawny kid was hesitating in front of the entrance to a large ruined building, fear clearly written on his dirty, pale face. It seemed as though he didn't know where to go, afraid to run

into the building

run now, rat!" hissed the man who had lost his hand to Sunny's

followed the crazy young man

kid.

was wrong, the

goodbye to