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:

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

the five Hollows, then

specialist… what a

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.

of these specialists

such a specialist, then how did this mess

Jet shook

Awakened? Folks who spent as little time as possible in the Dream Realm and then return to their actual lives?

thought on it for a bit, then said

a seasoned fighter, so what? You are an Ascended. Surely, dealing with him

Jet shook

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 this already…

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

for a

guy, pay attention to your shadow. Don't let him

Jet frowned, and then

found another heavy metal door. Behind

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

shadows nesting between the areas of light. Still, one

the interior of the arena, then said

"There's no one here."

over to a control panel hidden

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 place had seemed to be utterly

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

can't they

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

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

one hand, he lowered his gaze

hint of recognition slowly appeared in his eyes,

Reaper? Hell… they sent the attack

Sunny sighed inwardly.

Dogs were marvelous creatures, from what he knew. Of course, only the rich could afford to have one. Dogs were

step forward, piercing the man

Long

voice, 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.

his insult, she