Shadow Slave

The Crimson Spire… that eerie and everpresent shadow that had hunted him all this time. The cyclopean tower that stood at the center of the Labyrinth, or maybe was the source of it, emanating a harrowing sense of foreboding.

The background for the last part of Cassie's vision.

Of course, the damn Gateway just had to be in that damn spire!

Sunny sighed.

This was unwelcomed, but not unexpected news. After all, Inspector Rock did warn them that, should they ever find themselves in a region of the Dream Realm without an established human Citadel, they should look for the Gateway either around or inside the most prominent landmark there.

The Crimson Spire loomed over the entire Forgotten Shore like an axis connecting heaven to earth. It was hard to imagine anything more prominent. Ever since Cassie had first told them about it, deep down, Sunny always suspected that they were going to end up having to enter that creepy tower at some point.

After the revelation that there was no Gateway in the human castle, that suspicion only grew stronger.

But, wait. There was something else that Instructor Rock had told them…

'Work together to defeat the Gateway guardians… wasn't these his words? So who is guarding the Crimson Spire?'

Glancing at Nephis, he asked darkly:

"So what is inside the Spire? I gather that it's not something pleasant. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a thousand Sleepers choosing to live in a city full of vicious monsters instead of going there."

Changing Star nodded. Without changing her expression, she looked away and answered:

"A Fallen Terror."

Sunny's heart skipped a bit.

A Fallen Terror — the Nightmare Creature one whole class above the dreaded tyrants, with six mighty soul cores providing it with profane power — would certainly do the trick.

"So, going there is suicide."

No amount of Sleepers could ever hope to defeat a Fallen Terror. The possibility of surviving such an encounter, let alone emerging victorious, was zero. It was even less probable than breaking through Gunlaug's indestructible armor.

Impossible.

freedom every day, knowing that you'll never be able to reach it. That… that

Dusk was so unpopular. Living there would simply drive some people

really, truly

Nephis sighed.

of the Labyrinth. They all perished. The second ruler — the last member of the original cohort —

had a chance to spend some time in the small human enclave on the Forgotten Shore and gather information, there were no more excuses to deny it.

were going to spend the rest of their lives here… however long that might

sighed, then looked

"So… what's the plan?"

looked at the vista of the ruined city through the window. Sunny was sure that she had

while,

create

be a long and

the back

City blind will be

shrugged, then turned to face

will need to

and could teach them the ropes… that would certainly

you have someone

him a

fact, I do. We will go see her later.

eyes gleamed

name, every Aspect. Every Ability and Flaw you've been able to glean. Every grievance

Sunny smiled.

this is going to take a while.

had been able to do what he had planned to do from the start — gather information without risking his hide, as a real spy should. After months of bloody battles and open confrontations,

gave him

"There's no hurry."

***

finishing his winding report, his voice hoarse from