Shadow Slave

Sunny stood motionlessly, gathering whatever strength he had left… which was far too little. Cassie was silent, too, a tense expression on her pale face.

With his vision compromised and his shadow sense limited to the circle of runes glowing around the cage, all Sunny could see was a blurry silhouette. He was almost sure that it was a human… however, something about the dark figure was wrong.

Utterly, terribly wrong.

...A strong smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

The silhouette swayed, and then took a step forward. The scraping sound resounded once again, coming from it. Sunny strained his eyes, and thought that he had noticed a slender sword being dragged behind the person. A hint of recognition appeared in his clouded mind, but in the next moment, a sudden burst of creaky, gurgling laughter threw his thoughts into a spin.

Sunny shivered.

'That... voice…'

The silhouette took another step forward, coming to the point where the flat surface of the floor gave place to the downward slope of the dome. Coincidentally, that was the moment when the dim glow of the runes finally reached it.

Sunny flinched.

'C—curses…'

A familiar face was looming in the darkness above him. Even through the haze clouding his sight, Sunny managed to recognize the arrogant sentinel who had locked them in this cage a long, long time ago.

Only now, that cold and handsome man was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, he looked broken and gaunt, his face contorted in a demented grin.

But much worse than that…

In the place where the sentinel's eyes used to be, two bloody pits were gaping, crimson streams flowing down his cheeks like tears. His fingers were marred with blood, too.

As Sunny recoiled, the Lost laughed again, and then suddenly clawed at his face, his laughter turning into a stifled groan, and then into a whisper:

"...can't get me anymore… can't, can't... get me... I tricked him..."

Then, the lunatic abruptly froze. Slowly, his head turned, and the bloody pits of his eyes stared directly at the cage. A moment later, a grimace of hatred appeared on his face.

"You! You! It is all your fault, yours! You let him free!"

felt weak and barely able to stand, and he was suffering too much to have any energy for fear. So, although it was obvious that the sentinel had

Instead, he welcomed it.

door. You cant

door was open, they

again, then made a move to step forward…

'Damn you!'

around his hands, and a curved bow

Sunny's heart grew cold.

'No, no, no...'

The sentinel whispered:

"Die, vermin…"

he did, a ghostly arrow appeared on it, its tip

slowly turned his head and

make a sound… please, don't make

heard the sound of the string, and saw the arrow streak above the blind girl's shoulder, the wind throwing a few

but remained absolutely

The sentinel frowned.

are still

again, and sent another ghostly

above Sunny's head. For the first time in his life, he felt actually thankful for his short

crazed Lost wasn't

stared directly at him. A ghastly

"...got you now."

bow again, and then lowered it, aiming directly

not move a

string, something small and swift

the Covetous

the interrogation room on purpose. He couldn't control a Memory like he would an Echo, but the Coffer

And then wait.

door of the cell for several weeks, hiding every time anyone approached.

'Attack!'

They easily pierced the steel of his armored boot. Blood spurted into the air, and with a surprised shriek, the man stumbled forward, fell, and rolled down the slope

missing

did not care, already

the tiny amount