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.

the circle of light and ran. It was really hard to pursue someone who could see in the dark on these narrow streets, so there was a real chance of escaping

fell to the ground and clinked loudly against the stones, then jumped a

bastard! He

stone,

'What a persistent bunch.'

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

these guys were even thinking. If it wasn't for him

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

them would have been dead a long

that, it was extremely rare to

If not,

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

much more interesting things to

the steps, pretending to

of the entrance to a large ruined building, fear clearly written on his dirty, pale face. It

he flinched and dove into the building

hissed the man who had lost

followed the

they saw no sign of the scared kid. The only thing they saw was a simple rock

the one-armed man belatedly realized that something was wrong, the rock said in an

say goodbye to