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:

am right, then this will be dangerous. This guy is not someone who has spent his

the five

specialist… what a peculiar

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

of these specialists

specialist, then how did this

shook

you think are the most compromised Awakened? Folks who spent as little time as possible in the Dream Realm and then return to their

it for a bit, then said

is a seasoned fighter, so

Jet shook her

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.

died by his hand because Sunny's Aspect was a perfect counter to his

remained silent for a few moments, and

attention to your

and then

dance hall, and then found another heavy metal door.

than a fighting pit. The rows of seats were furnished with red velvet, and there were private boxes for

the areas of light.

studied the interior of

"There's no one here."

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

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 in his hands. Previously,

then raised his head to stare at the lights with a

why can't they just live me

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

and face were covered with blood, but the man

lowered his gaze and slowly focused

hint of recognition slowly appeared in his eyes, which was

that you, Soul Reaper? Hell… they sent the attack dog herself after

Sunny sighed inwardly.

marvelous creatures, from what he knew.

man with a cold, cold gaze. The

Kurt. Long

the man called Kurt suddenly

long time indeed. You got really full of yourself lately, 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 respect,

insult, she