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

at the five

specialist… what a peculiar

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

of these

a specialist, then how

shook her

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

thought on it for a

so what? You are an Ascended. Surely, dealing

Jet shook

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. So keep your guard

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

silent for a few moments, and then

this guy, pay attention to your shadow.

then gave him a simple

then found another heavy metal door. Behind it, a narrow staircase led

furnished with red velvet, and there were private boxes for the most affluent of the visitors. The

with deep shadows nesting between the areas of light. Still, one could

of the arena,

"There's no one here."

then walked over to a control panel hidden in one

spotlights ignited on the ceiling, flooding the arena with a 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 in his hands. Previously, that

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

can't they just live

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

face were covered with blood, but the man didn't seem to

his gaze and slowly focused it on Master Jet and

appeared in his eyes,

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

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

took a step forward, piercing the man

Kurt. Long

her voice, the man called Kurt suddenly

like you finds it beneath herself to associate with upstanding people

insult, she