Shadow Slave

He sat back down, waited for a while, and then turned to Cassie:

"Did you take a look at her Attributes?"

She sat down, too, and sighed.

"Yes. Her, the four Lost with her. Sir Pierce, too. I also saw the name and Rank of their Aspects."

Sunny frowned.

"What? Since when can you read Aspects, too?"

The blind girl shrugged.

"Since my Awakening."

He stared at her for a bit.

'What a useful Ability…'

In worse news, if she had not known some of his secrets before, she surely knew them now.

'...How infuriating.'

Sunny grimaced, lingered for a bit, and then said:

"Good. Chances are, we'll need that information before all of this is over."

He didn't press her for answers yet, since there was a lot he had to think about.

Some more time passed with both of them remaining silent. After a while, the door of the chamber opened once more, and the familiar four Lost entered. The one with a bandaged head was carrying a tray of food and a waterskin.

He studied them for a few moments, a cold expression on his handsome face, and then threw the food and the waterskin through the iron bars without approaching the cage.

Sunny suppressed his anger and opened his mouth, assuming the persona of a cowardly researcher:

"Hey! Sir… uh… sir Awakened! Can you tell us what is going on? Please, we don't even know what is wrong!"

The sentinel glanced at him darkly and spat in a commanding tone:

"Silence!"

and strong, full of arrogant confidence… and deep animosity

the Lost left, once again locking

few moments, then slowly lowered his gaze and glanced at the food

he threw his head back and

oh, gods! Never thought I'll be

him, reflecting the blue glow of the

their shape all too

***

mud and tasted about the same. Still, this vile invention was cheap to produce and supposed to contain all the nutrients one needed to

missed the damned sludge

pack. It contained a tube of synthpaste, a cheap water filter, and several dry, tasteless crackers. This was what he mostly ate before becoming an Awakened, so now, Sunny felt as though his life had

Such irony...

tired and weak without the essence sustaining their bodies,

backs against each other. With nothing but two layers of

was cold and chilly, but at least

for a

they did, however, Cassie

"Sunny…"

was quiet

is she

closed and remained silent for

is a devil already. Now

sighed, and didn't say anything

— he suddenly woke up, disturbed by a sudden change in her breathing. Through

around and

delicate face seemed white and bloodless. It was contorted in a

knowing what

obvious that Cassie was having a vision, and that like most of her visions, this one was painful and terrifying. Was he supposed to

a stifled yelp. Her chest was rising and falling wildly,

to feel her

caught one of them, making

You're in a cage in

his iron grip. After a while, Cassie took a

"...I'm alright."

go, picked up the mostly empty

and closed