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.

monument to me, that is. I have decided to grace the generations to come with a vision of my matchless beauty. They deserve the privilege

scratched the back of his head, and

the sculpting art, just yet. This one is really not too bad, but it is

for a bit, quite sure that it looked more like a monstrous gargoyle than Noctis. Then, he shook his head and

you. Meanwhile, we have retrieved

remained silent for a while,

let's have something to eat… and drink, of course… and discuss the future. Now

***

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

must be curious

each other, then nodded. The

much. By now, the other Chain Lords already know that I am collecting the knives. The death of the One in the North would have distracted them for a bit, but at the same

a sip of wine

take them some time to come together. After that, predictably, they will send a herald to give me some sort

his

other hand, shivered and asked, his voice full of

really something to laugh about? How are we going to repel

sorcerer grew silent,

well. Simple, really.

took another sip of wine and looked up, at the flying

We will lay siege

their stunned gazes, Noctis laughed

you are so fun to talk to! These expressions are priceless. 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 are very powerful, indeed… but they are

them, his eyes