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:

who

at the five Hollows,

what

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

one of these specialists

he is such a specialist, then how

shook her

in the Dream Realm and then

it for a bit, then said with

even if he is a seasoned fighter, so what? You are an Ascended. Surely, dealing with him will

shook

will get you killed. No matter how powerful you are, one mistake is all it takes. Raw power doesn't always

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

silent for a few

we confront this guy, pay attention to your shadow. Don't let him get

then gave him a

then found another heavy metal

The rows of seats were furnished with red velvet, and there were private boxes for the most affluent of the visitors. The arena itself resembled a stage and was surrounded by a

the

of the

"There's no one here."

to a control panel hidden in one of the boxes and moved

of a man could be seen in the very center of the stage, sitting on the floor with his face

grimaced, and then raised his head to stare at the lights with

can't they

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

with blood, but the man didn't

lowered his gaze and slowly

slowly appeared in his eyes, which was then replaced with

they sent the attack dog herself after me? Ha! What

Sunny sighed inwardly.

He really didn't get it. Dogs were marvelous creatures, from what he knew. Of course, only

man with a cold, cold gaze.

Kurt. Long

her voice, the man

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

insult,