Shadow Slave

The journey back was, sadly, uneventful. Sunny had hoped that they would stumble upon a few Nightmare Creatures, but this close to the Sanctuary, there weren't many — except for those too powerful for the cohort to attack without a serious reason and thorough preparations.

Come to think, these powerful abominations were probably the reason why the weaker ones kept away. Perhaps that was why Noctis had not eradicated them.

Well… that, or he was simply too lazy.

They returned to the sorcerer's stronghold at dawn, and went to find him without wasting any time. However, Noctis was not at his residence, and the wooden door remained shut. Eventually, they located him at the far side of the island, where the immortal was… making a statue.

There were several giant slabs of marble laying on the ground, and a dozen or so chisels hacking at them without anyone's help. The sorcerer stood some distance away, his luscious black hair powdered by marble dust, and watched it all with a satisfied expression on his face while sipping from a glass of wine.

The first of the statues seemed to be close to completion, and resembled… something. It might have been a human, or a horse. Sunny found it hard to tell.

Noticing them, Noctis grinned.

"Oh, you're back!"

Then, he looked at the hideous stone abomination and raised his chin proudly.

"What do you think? Majestic, right?"

Sunny hesitated for a few moments, and then said cautiously:

"Uh… that is one word to describe it, without a doubt. But… what is it?"

The sorcerer frowned with confusion.

mean? It's me! A monument to me, that is. I have decided to grace the generations to come with a vision of my

glanced at the terrifying marble monster, scratched the back of his head, and

not too bad, but it is just the first attempt. Luckily, I have plenty of these slabs to practice. Hmm… seven should be enough to reach perfection. Well... maybe fourteen… or

quite sure that it looked more like

Meanwhile, we have retrieved the

for a while, then

have something to eat… and drink, of course… and discuss the future. Now that the

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shade of the ancient tree that grew in the heart of the Sanctuary. Noctis poured himself some wine, then offered

must be curious about what happens

of them glanced at each other, then

distracted them for a bit, but at the same time, it would have made my actions

a sip of wine and

After that, predictably, they will send a herald to give me some sort of an ultimatum. And only then,

his head, then

shivered and asked, his voice full of

to laugh about? How are we going to repel an

sorcerer grew silent, then shook

Simple, really.

of wine and looked up, at the flying ship that hovered above

we will attack them first. We will lay

stunned gazes,

However, even younglings like you should have learned by now that having more power doesn't always mean achieving victory. The three Lords that oppose us

his eyes glinting with