Shadow Slave
Chapter 613
There were hours left until they were going to be taken to the arena again. Sunny stared at the walls of the dungeon intently, as though hoping to glean some secrets from the ancient stones.
But what could he see? They were just old stones. There was nothing interesting on their surface, and neither was there anything interesting beneath it.
After a while, Sunny took a deep breath and sat down again, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible in the narrow cage. Then, he shut down his senses, pushing away the presence of countless abominations surrounding him, the stench of the prison, the pain in his exhausted body… everything that distracted him from thinking.
'What do I know about sorcery?'
That was a daunting question.
Even the word itself was deceptive. Humans of his world used it to describe any Aspect capable of dealing direct damage to the opponents, as opposed to augmenting the Awakened's combat ability — especially those that could do so from range. But that wasn't what Sunny was after.
No, what he was interested in was not the type of abilities that existed within the familiar framework of supernatural powers, but the very means used to create that framework, or at least those that existed outside the realm of Aspects.
That, to him, was true sorcery.
'But there are different kinds of such sorcery, as well… what are the ones that I've witnessed?'
from it, as well as all the magical items that the Spell gifted to the Awakened — Memories and Echoes. This was the magic that all humans knew, and
already learned that sorcery was not synonymous with the
of a much more primitive weave hiding beneath the usual pattern of ethereal strings before he turned her into a Shadow. Later, he encountered the same type of
know which of the daemons had copied which — whether Weaver perfected the sorcery created by their
of a weave. However, that conclusion would have been wrong… Sunny knew this because of the third
Sun God — the obsidian knife he had taken from the white altar of the Sanctuary of
of blinding radiance, as if encompassing a boundless ocean of soul essence, with a single String of Fate placed into
could even be called sorcery. In any case, the obsidian knife — and later, the wooden one he had used to kill Solvane — proved that one didn't have to base their
Hope's sorcery might have been completely
supposed to search for something
type of sorcery that he had encountered. Or rather, several different ones, all united by the same method of
Dark City, in a small cell where a corpse wearing Weaver's mask had
surrounded by a circle of runes, too… as well as the stone arch on the last level of the Ebony Tower and the one connected to it, situated in the beautiful white gazebo on
Temple… there, they had been
spellweave, as well as a version of it used by the Prince of the Underworld. The other was the
runes, and seemed to have been mostly used by humans — here in the Kingdom of
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