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 Citadel wall. He is…

at the five Hollows,

specialist… what a

into the Spell and tried desperately to survive, striving to return to a semblance of a normal life. A much smaller amount,

of these specialists himself, after

is such a specialist,

shook

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

for a bit, then said with

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

shook her

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… every Aspect has a

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

remained silent for a few moments,

attention to your shadow. Don't let him get

then gave him

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

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

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

the interior of

"There's no one here."

to a control panel hidden in one

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

his head to stare at the lights with a dark expression. A hoarse

can't they

There were several used stimulant packs lying on the

face were covered with blood, but the

hand, he lowered his gaze and slowly focused it on

in his

that you, Soul Reaper? Hell… they sent the

Sunny sighed inwardly.

get it. Dogs were marvelous creatures, from what he knew. Of course, only the rich could

step forward, piercing the man with a cold, cold gaze.

there, Kurt. Long time

hearing her voice, the man called

you, Jet? Funny that a government lapdog like you finds it beneath herself to associate with

his insult, she smiled,