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:

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

the five

what

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

was one of these specialists himself,

specialist,

Jet shook

in the Dream Realm and then

a bit,

fighter, so

Jet shook

No 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

that 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, and Caster had been undone by

remained silent for a few moments, and

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

Jet frowned, and then gave

the dance hall, and then found another heavy metal door. Behind it, a narrow staircase led further

more like a luxurious theater than a fighting pit. The rows of seats were furnished with red velvet, and there were private boxes for the most affluent of the visitors. The arena itself resembled a stage and was surrounded by a protective

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

interior of the arena, then said

"There's no one here."

over to a control panel hidden in one of the

suddenly, a figure of a man could be seen in

man grimaced, and then raised his head to stare at the lights with a dark expression. A hoarse voice

can't they just live me

were several used stimulant packs lying on

face were covered with blood, but the man

the light with one hand, he lowered his gaze

in his

they sent the attack dog herself after me?

Sunny sighed inwardly.

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

man with a cold,

Kurt. Long time no

voice, the man called Kurt suddenly

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

his insult,