Shadow Slave

Master Jet remained silent for a second, then asked calmly:

"Are you sure? This place has been swept multiple times before we arrived."

Sunny nodded.

"He is here. Underground."

She looked down, her face slowly turning somber.

"...Well, I guess we should go and say hi."

Sunny nodded and made a step toward the door of the small office. However, she suddenly stopped him.

"Wait."

He looked at her with a bit of confusion.

"Yes?"

Master Jet hesitated for a few moments. There was a complicated expression on her face. Finally, she said:

"There are very few people with a shadow affinity Aspect in the world, and even fewer who frequent places such as this."

Sunny frowned.

"What are you trying to say?"

She looked at him darkly.

"I'm saying that I might know this guy. In fact, when I heard that there was an incident in the Slaughterhouse, I already had a suspicion of who was responsible."

He blinked a couple of times.

"You know the murderer?"

Master Jet shrugged.

"There are hundreds of thousands of Awakened in the world. That seems like a big number, but in fact, it is not. If you live long enough, sooner or later, you will know of everyone who is worth knowing… more or less. It's a small world."

She paused for a moment, and then added:

is not someone who has spent his whole life behind a Citadel wall. He is… was the real deal.

five Hollows,

what a

a normal life. A much smaller amount,

was one of these

he is such a specialist, then how did

shook

think are the most compromised Awakened? Folks who spent as little time as possible in the Dream Realm and then return to their actual lives? No, it's people like

a bit, then

don't get it… even if he is a seasoned fighter, so what? You are an Ascended. Surely, dealing with

Jet shook her

takes. Raw power doesn't always decide the outcome of the fight. You should know this already… every Aspect has a

she was right. His own experience served as the perfect proof. Harus had died by his hand because Sunny's Aspect was a perfect counter to his formidable Ability,

for a

pay attention to your

and then gave him a simple

metal door. Behind it, a narrow staircase led further down, to the underground

velvet, and there were private boxes for the most affluent of the visitors.

space was sparsely illuminated, with deep shadows nesting between the areas of

Jet studied the interior of the arena, then

"There's no one here."

moment, then walked over to a control panel hidden in one of the boxes and moved several

flooding the arena with a bright radiance. The wave of light chased away the shadows, and suddenly, a figure of a man could be seen in the very center of the stage, sitting on the

to stare at the lights with a dark expression. A hoarse

can't they just live

bloodshot eyes. There were several used stimulant packs

and face were covered with blood, but the man didn't seem to

with one hand, he lowered his gaze

of recognition slowly appeared in his eyes, which was then replaced with

the attack dog herself after me? Ha!

Sunny sighed inwardly.

didn't get it. Dogs were marvelous creatures, from what he knew. Of course,

the man with a

there, Kurt. Long

voice, the

you, Jet? Funny that a government lapdog like you finds it beneath herself to associate with upstanding people like me. Back

insult, she smiled,