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.

at the five

specialist… what a peculiar

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 the other way

of these specialists

is such a specialist,

Jet shook her

you think are the most compromised Awakened? Folks who spent as little time as possible in the

it for a bit, then

fighter, so what? You are an Ascended.

Jet shook her

is ever easy, Sunny. That is a mindset that will get you killed. 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

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

remained silent for a few moments,

pay attention to your

Jet frowned, and then gave him a simple

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

like a luxurious theater than a fighting pit. The rows of seats were furnished with red velvet, and there

shadows nesting between the areas

Jet studied the interior of

"There's no one here."

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

figure of a man could be

then raised his head to stare at the lights with a

they just live me

were several used stimulant packs lying on the floor around him, as well as shards

with blood, but the

gaze and slowly

slowly appeared in his eyes, which was

Hell… they sent the attack dog herself after me?

Sunny sighed inwardly.

get it. Dogs were marvelous creatures, from what he

took a step forward, piercing the man with a cold, cold gaze. The

Long

hearing her voice, the man

of yourself lately, haven't you, Jet? Funny that a government lapdog like you finds it beneath herself to associate with upstanding people

his insult, she