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:

right, then this will be dangerous. This guy is not someone who has spent his whole life behind a Citadel

the five Hollows, then frowned

what a peculiar

normal life. A much smaller amount, for whatever reason, embraced their

these specialists himself,

such a specialist, then how did

Jet shook

think are the most compromised Awakened? Folks who spent as little time as possible in the Dream Realm and then return to their actual lives? No,

thought on it for a

a seasoned fighter, so what? You are an Ascended.

shook her

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 this already… every Aspect has a Flaw, and every

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

a few moments,

your shadow. Don't let him get anywhere

and then gave him a simple

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

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

nesting between the areas of light.

of

"There's no one here."

a moment, then walked over to a control panel

wave of light chased away the shadows, and suddenly, a figure of a man could be seen in the very center of

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

they

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

face were covered with blood, but the

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

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

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

Sunny sighed inwardly.

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

forward, piercing the man

Long

hearing her voice, the

lately, haven't you, Jet? Funny that a government lapdog like you finds it beneath

insult, she