Shadow Slave

As the Saint ate, not at all perturbed by the head of the terrifying wyvern staring at her with dead eyes, the rest of them stood awkwardly and waited for her to satiate her hunger.

Sunny observed Sky Tide with a somber expression, then glanced at what remained of the fearsome Transcendent Cormac. His heart was heavy.

'...Damnation.'

Being the cause of a hundred Lost and two Masters dying — one of them by his own hand, no less — was already bad enough, not to mention that the whereabouts of the sole prisoner of the Night Temple, Prince Mordret, were currently unknown… also as the direct result of Sunny's actions.

But causing the demise of a Saint was nothing short of an utter disaster.

Saints were irreplaceable. In all of humanity, there were just a few dozen. Cormac's death was not going to go unnoticed… or unpunished…

'Would I even be able to return to the real world?'

Sky Tide finally finished her meal, then drank some water and glanced at Cassie and him.

"What exactly happened in the Night Temple?"

The two of them looked at each other. After a few moments, Sunny spoke, his voice somber:

"...Everything went wrong from the very start. As soon as we arrived, one of the Masters discovered a piece of mirror in my belongings. That shard… I picked it up on Reckoning island. There was apparently a person imprisoned in the Citadel, and he escaped his bindings with the help of the mirror I delivered, somehow."

He paused and studied the Saint's face, trying to ascertain if she had known what would happen. Tyris certainly knew of the Mirror Beast… however, she could not have known that Sunny used to carry the mirror shard the creature had left behind.

His attempt to read anything on her face failed, so he was left without an answer.

a sigh, Sunny

knife from the shattered altar. In the end, it was just the three of us left alive…

him for a few moments, then

still lives…

and looked straight at

"Where is he now?"

Sunny shrugged.

guess is as good as mine. He is probably hiding in one of the mirror shards, falling into

for a

well to survive. Don't worry about the rest… there are no witnesses left, and even the Citadel itself is gone. I will deal with the fallout, as well as I can. However, it will be good for the two of you to disappear for a while. Proceed to the Seed of Nightmare as you have planned, and challenge it. By the time you return… if you do… the worst part will be

glanced into the darkness of the Sky Below, a somber expression on

no more, the Chained Isles will shift and change position. That will cause a mass migration of the Nightmare Creatures, both those from the surface and those from the dark side. Even some of the Corrupted abominations might move to new hunting grounds. I will have my hands full for the foreseeable future… so, we won't see each other again for a long time. Good luck to

stared at the beautiful Saint, then at the

sorry, Lady Sky Tide… but won't you be in trouble? Killing a Saint is not something that

lingered, then shook

sure. But not too severely.

his friends, who had the same confused

"Not really."

She sighed.

Great Clan Song. Now, there are eleven, while Song still has thirteen. With Song Seishan back from the Forgotten Shore, that number will soon increase even further, while Lady Morgan is

to her words

each other… two strongest are, at least.

Tide frowned, remained silent for a few moments, and then