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.

sigh,

the temple. After that, the escaped prisoner slaughtered the Lost, and took possession of a Master's body. He even stole the knife from the shattered altar. In the end, it was just the three of us left alive… and

at him for a few

lives… how

and looked straight at

"Where is he now?"

Sunny shrugged.

good as mine. He

for a

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 over. The situation will be

into the darkness of the Sky Below,

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,

Saint, then at the head of the

a Saint is not something that can be simply forgiven,

then shook

not too severely. Do you

friends, who had the same confused

"Not really."

She sighed.

were twelve Saints who swore loyalty to the Great Clan Valor. One less than those who are sworn to the Great Clan Song. Now, there are eleven, while Song still has thirteen. With Song Seishan back from

to her words

odds with each other… two strongest

for a few moments, and