Shadow Slave

Just like that, a week had passed. Miraculously, Sunny had survived.

Even more miraculously, he had somehow managed not to kill Effie... which was a big accomplishment in and of itself. In fact, by the end of it, their forced cohabitation had turned rather pleasant.

They were both solitary hunters, after all. There was an instinctive understanding between the two of them.

His overall combat skill and particularly comprehension of both his own battle style and that of the Stone Saint had improved by leaps and bounds. He felt faster, stronger, and better prepared to face the horrors of the Dream Realm.

Although he had yet to reach the same level of physical power that he had possessed before sacrificing a hundred shadow fragments to create the Shadow Saint, Sunny felt that the current him was far deadlier of an opponent.

Which was good, considering how fast the grim future was approaching.

...Currently, Sunny and Effie were sitting on the support beam of the main hall of the cathedral, looking down from the head-spinning height. Far below and away from them, the Black Knight walked through the patches of light and darkness, continuing his neverending patrol.

Effie scowled, then whispered:

"So this is the bastard?"

Sunny gave her a gloomy nod.

"Yeah. In the flesh… or whatever he has instead of it."

The unruly huntress gave him a long look.

"How the hell did you manage to live through a fight with that fiend?"

He grimaced.

"Barely. Also, calling it a fight is giving me too much credit. I just got myself gutted and crawled outside. He never leaves the cathedral, so I got away."

She shivered.

"Are you sure that he won't hear us?"

Sunny pointed down.

"As long as he doesn't walk past that column, and as long as we're not too loud and keep our voice down, we're safe. Trust me. I've been studying that bastard for two whole months."

Effie suddenly grinned.

"So… how loud are we talking about? Because I can promise to…"

Sunny rolled his eyes.

"Can you stop? We're in a temple, for gods' sake."

He didn't need to hear the end of the phrase to know that it was going to be highly suggestive and very inappropriate.

She quietly giggled.

"Fine, fine."

of minutes passed in silence, Sunny looked down and saw that the pale light of

Depending on his choice, he and Effie would, perhaps, never see

Sunny quietly sighed.

to the huntress,

Can I ask

with a silent question in her eyes and

"Sure. Go ahead, doofus."

feeling the somber mood of the situation.

were you dropped on your head a lot when

against her mouth to

you want me to laugh out loud and get us both killed? What's up with that question? No, I

her with a

normal. You're like a crazy person… and I know

The huntress smiled.

"Ah. That."

Then, she shrugged.

"It's simple, really."

noticing an unfamiliar air of melancholy around the vigorous young woman.

this place is as bad as all of you seemed to believe. Everyone in this dark city is

She hesitated.

me, it's a

glanced at her

"How so?"

Effie sighed.

some of us, the real world

adapt so well to the ruthless terror of the Nightmare Spell was because, at its core, it wasn't that different from his

What kind of a paradise

on the

only kind we deserve,

she looked at Sunny

outskirts, right? So you didn't receive a lot

He shook his head.

She chuckled.

it would have changed anything. The schools are basically propaganda camps, anyway. They teach kids some useful

Sunny raised an eyebrow.

"The truth?"

him

world, really. Just the part of the ecosystem that we need

memory. A year or so before Sunny was born, a

huntress quickly overturned his

hundred years ago, did you know? But now, there's barely three. And half of them only have food

The inhuman conditions in the underground factory where his mother had worked. The towering barriers protecting the city

that much. To him, this

Effie shrugged.

be alive without the Spell? I honestly don't know. But if you ask me… I think that one day in

stood up and stretched her whole body, making Sunny