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:

am right, then this will be dangerous. This guy is not someone who

at the five Hollows, then frowned

what a peculiar

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

these specialists

specialist, then how did this mess

shook her

are the most compromised Awakened? Folks who spent as little time as possible in the

it for a bit, then said

it… even if he is a seasoned fighter, so what? You are an Ascended. Surely, dealing

Jet shook her

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

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

for a few moments, and

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

and then gave him a

the dance hall, and then found another heavy metal

more like a luxurious theater than a fighting pit. The rows of seats were furnished with red velvet, and there were private boxes for the most affluent of the visitors. The arena itself

whole space was sparsely illuminated, with deep shadows nesting between the

studied the interior of

"There's no one here."

over to a control

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

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

why can't they just

thirty, with a gaunt unshaven face and bloodshot eyes. There were several used stimulant packs lying on the

were covered with blood, but the man

gaze and slowly focused it

appeared in his eyes,

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

Sunny sighed inwardly.

really didn't get it. Dogs were marvelous creatures, from what he

man with a cold, cold gaze. The

there, Kurt. Long time no

the man

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 knew how to

his insult,