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:

be dangerous. This guy is not someone who has spent his whole life behind a Citadel wall. He is… was the

at the five Hollows,

specialist… what

A much smaller amount,

one of these

a specialist,

Jet shook her

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

thought on it for a bit, then

if he is a seasoned fighter, so what? You are an Ascended. Surely,

Jet shook

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

own experience served as the perfect proof. Harus had died by his hand because Sunny's Aspect was

remained silent for a few

your

and then gave

found another heavy metal door. Behind it,

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

between the areas of light. Still, one could more or less see

the interior of the arena,

"There's no one here."

then walked over to a control panel hidden

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 floor with his face buried

grimaced, and then raised his head to stare at the lights with a dark expression. A hoarse voice resounded in the silence of the underground

why can't they just

face and bloodshot eyes. There were several used stimulant packs lying on the floor around him, as well as shards

covered with blood, but the man

one hand, he lowered his gaze and slowly focused it on Master Jet

hint of recognition slowly appeared in his eyes, which was then

they sent the attack dog herself after me? Ha!

Sunny sighed inwardly.

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

forward, piercing the man with a cold, cold gaze. The murderer

there, Kurt. Long

the man

it beneath herself to associate with upstanding people like me. Back in the day, you at least knew how to

insult,