Shadow Slave

Sitting on the floor of the cargo hold, with his back against the soft and spongy layer of rotting brown moss, Sunny bent down and spat a mouthful of blood. Breathing hoarsely, he stared at it for a moment, and then tiredly leaned back.

He did not feel too well.

[...Your shadow grows stronger.]

A bitter smile appeared on his face.

'What? Is that all?'

After all that had just happened, Sunny felt that he really deserved more.

This time, his hopes were not for naught.

The Spell remained silent for a bit, as though to torture him, and then added:

[You have received a Memory.]

'...Better.'

After that, he groaned and coughed some more blood.

All around Sunny, the brown moss was rotting, withering, and turning into dust. The same thing was happening to the vile mass of vines, albeit at a slower rate. Now that both the Corrupted Monster and its host were dead, the ancient wreck seemed to be cleansing itself.

He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these changes, though, and was fully concentrated on his own miserable state.

Even though the whole battle took less than a minute, Sunny had sustained a lot of damage. His body was pierced and torn by the black thorns, and he had too much poison running through his veins. One of his ligaments seemed to be seriously torn, too, which brought him a lot of pain now that the adrenalin was starting to dissipate.

Sunny had to reluctantly admit that with the caliber of enemies he was facing these days, its protective qualities left a lot to be desired. Sadly, even such a powerful Memory could not keep up with

one good thing about his condition, though, it was that the effects of the poison did not seem to be growing stronger. Blood Weave had the situation under control, and

over. The plan worked, in the end, even if killing the Wormvine had turned out to be much more complicated than anyone would

Keepers… if they were still alive… were going to have to clean up the remaining Sailor Dolls should the beasts regain their courage

Solvane for a bit, then walked over

for a while, not even summoning the runes to take a look at his new Memory. Slowly,

that happened, numerous questions inevitably

happened in the cargo hold of the ancient ship was

the Wormvine? How had they survived for thousands of years? Why was Solvane immune to divine flame

it so similar to the obsidian one that lay on

all these questions and found no answers, one thought

Saint… I killed

described Solvane as a Transcendent human, which was what Saints were really called. Sunny knew it to be true, but

ever considered being able to kill a Saint… at least not at his current Rank. Saints were simply creatures of another

a Saint, and even possessed one more soul core… but there was no comparison. Due to their Aspects and nature, Transcendent humans were much more of a force to be reckoned with than any beast or monster could ever hope to be. Only a devil of the same

yet, Sunny had

Corrupted Monster,

it was Saint who had delivered the strike… but it didn't matter.

no one is going

then grimaced from pain, and finally summoned

thing he did was check his fragments.

Shadow Fragments: [1958/2000].

gave twelve more fragments

the list. He held his breath and

Memory: [Undying Chain.]