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:

someone who has spent his whole life behind a Citadel wall. He is…

glanced at the five Hollows, then

what a peculiar

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

one of these

a specialist, then

Jet shook

time as possible in the

for a

seasoned fighter, so what? You

shook her

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.

had died by his hand because Sunny's Aspect was a perfect counter to his

silent for a few moments, and

attention to your shadow. Don't let him get

and then gave him

and then found another heavy metal door. Behind

and there were private boxes for the most affluent of the visitors. The arena itself resembled a stage and was surrounded by

shadows nesting between the areas of light. Still, one could more or less

studied the interior of the arena,

"There's no one here."

a control panel hidden in one of the boxes and

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,

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

why can't they just live

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

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

lowered his gaze and slowly

his eyes, which

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

Sunny sighed inwardly.

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

step forward, piercing the man

Kurt. Long time no

her voice, the man called

government lapdog like you finds it beneath herself to associate with upstanding people like me. Back in the day,

his insult, she smiled,