Shadow Slave

Picking himself up from the floor, Sunny staggered and found his way back to the fire burning under the improvised grill. Glancing at the motionless stone knight, he spat a bit more blood and groaned.

As the appetizing aroma of roasting meat filled the air, the Blood Weave got busy repairing his body. By the time his supper was ready, Sunny was able to breathe without wincing.

Putting the meat on his prized possession — the luxurious silver plate — Sunny prepared to eat.

On the Forgotten Shore, simple everyday necessities like plates were rarer than enchanted swords and magical suits of armor. In the whole cursed city, only Gunlaug and his five lieutenants were able to dine with as much decorum as Sunny.

Granted, he had yet to find even a single pair of chopsticks in this whole damn place, let alone something more technologically advanced, like a spoon. Of course, Sunny could try and make one himself, but that wasn't the same thing.

The Shadow Saint was silently looking at him with her burning ruby eyes. Feeling uncomfortable under her mysterious gaze, Sunny glanced at his plate, then at the menacing stone creature.

"Uh… you want some?"

He raised a piece of meat and offered it to the taciturn monster. However, the Stone Saint showed no reaction at all.

"Well… suit yourself."

Using the Prowling Thorn as a kitchen utensil, Sunny dug in, devouring the juicy meat like a starving animal. With not a single human soul around, he didn't bother with table manners at all.

'Uh… that's the life!'

His perpetually hungry outskirt self would have been really shocked to see this extravagant feast. That was real meat! He had hunted and prepared it himself, no less. More than that, he got to enjoy a similar type of luxury food almost every day.

Of course, that real meat had come from a revolting horror of a monster, but these were just small details.

Chewing on the last piece with a sense of deep satisfaction, Sunny thoughtfully looked at the Stone Saint. It was time to continue…

the different powers that his Aspect possessed. Namely, if the enhancement provided by Shadow Control could be applied to Shadows. Sunny knew that his shadow was able to enhance his body,

and Memories that belonged to them, as well as any living creature except for Sunny himself. He had secretly tested it

it couldn't affect

But what about Shadows?

the

shadow silently grasped the statuesque monster in its dark embrace. Then, it seemed to disappear, as though absorbed by

smooth granite skin shined with dark radiance once again, smoky wisps of the ghostly grey fog oozing from beneath her stonelike

degrees. Shadows around the menacing creature seemed to swell, becoming deeper and darker, like a vast mantle sewn from boundless empty

elegant Stone Saint had always looked dangerous and deadly, but now, she

Saint strike him again, Sunny could tell that the experiment ended in a resounding success. It was apparent that the two types of his shadows were practically created for each

bit peeved, he looked

does she look so much cooler than I do when using the shadow? Shouldn't it be

head, Sunny lamented his lack of good looks and simultaneously congratulated himself on becoming the master of such a stylish monster. Technically, it didn't matter how his Shadows looked, just as long as they were powerful. However, he was secretly glad that his first Shadow was not

was great, but killing monsters

my shadow, what else can

the Stone Saint. Then, he shifted his perspective to look at the Soul

the silent sea. Her mysterious ruby eyes stared at him through the narrow

the spheres

I can equip

she was extremely strong and very proficient with her round shield, so wasn't it logical to assume that

tall as him. The thing was too heavy and unwieldy to

to the Shadow Saint

this. Uh…

moments, then lowered her head and

Come on,