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:

who has spent his whole life behind a Citadel wall.

the five Hollows, then

specialist… what

he understood what Master Jet had meant. Most of the Awakened were thrust into the Spell and tried desperately to survive, striving to return to a semblance of a normal life. A much smaller amount, for whatever reason, embraced their new nightmarish reality and adapted to it… even thrived in it. They shaped their lives to suit the deadly challenge of the Nightmare Spell, and not

was one of these

he is such a specialist, then how did

shook

as possible in the Dream Realm and then return to their actual lives? No, it's

thought on it for a bit, then said with

so what? You are an Ascended. Surely, dealing

shook

matter how powerful you are, one mistake is all it takes. Raw power doesn't always decide the outcome of the fight. You should know this already… every Aspect has a Flaw, and every power has a counter.

perfect proof. Harus had died by his hand because Sunny's Aspect was a perfect counter to his formidable Ability, and Caster had

for a few moments, and then

confront this guy, pay attention to your shadow. Don't let him get

then gave him a

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

red velvet, and there

whole space was sparsely illuminated, with deep shadows nesting between the areas of light. Still, one could more or less

the interior of

"There's no one here."

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

shadows, and suddenly, a figure of a man could be seen in the very

his head to stare at the lights with a dark expression. A hoarse voice resounded in the silence of

why can't they just live me

were several used stimulant packs lying on the

clothes, hands, and face were covered with blood, but the man

light with one hand, he lowered his gaze and slowly

slowly appeared in his eyes, which

that you, Soul Reaper? Hell… they sent the attack dog herself after me? Ha! What

Sunny sighed inwardly.

others dogs? He really didn't get it. Dogs were marvelous creatures, from what he knew. Of course, only the rich could afford to have one. Dogs were

man with

Long time

her voice, the man called

haven't you, Jet? Funny that a government lapdog like you finds it beneath herself to associate with upstanding people like me. Back in the day, you at least knew how to show

insult, she smiled,