Shadow Slave

Eventually, the four of them were invited into the room where Nephis slept… this time on a hospital bed instead of inside of a closed coffin of a sleeping pod. The administrators of the Academy wanted to avoid any more damage, so asking the members of Changing Star's cohort for help was a logical step.

Seeing familiar faces first after waking up would probably calm her down. And if not… having four Masters at hand would be enough to deal with any unforeseen complications.

Most likely...

Sunny stood in the corner, looking at Nephis with a somber expression. Her pale face, her silver hair. For the past two years, he had often seen her through the transparent lid of the sleeping pod, bathed in its ghostly light. Now that she was out and returned to the real world, Changing Star seemed much more… material. And strangely vulnerable.

She was truly back.

He sighed.

Cassie was sitting on a chair beside the bed, while Effie and Kai were resting on a sofa. None of them knew when Neph was going to wake up, and they had already spent a couple hours waiting. Without having to discuss it, all four decided to stay quiet. So… by now, they were pretty bored.

Sunny, on the other hand, was filled with more and more tension.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

'This anticipation is killing me. It's pure torture.'

ways

to kill the Mirror Beast instead of subjugating it,

could not help but feel a hint

while, he shook his head and moved slightly. Then, without being noticed by anyone, Sunny silently merged with

he hesitated for a few moments, and then called upon Nightmare. A vast shadow appeared

the larger shadow, and then gave it a silent command.

only done this a few times in the past, and each time was as strange. It was a bit like traveling to the Dream Realm, but

of waiting, Sunny had decided to travel to Neph's dreams. There was no sense in prolonging his anxious anticipation, anyway. He had to see if Changing Star was still sane. He had to know that she was

Sunny found himself

below. Some distance away, a tall and beautiful lighthouse stood, illuminating the absolute darkness with

then nudged Nightmare to walk along the edge of the cliff. Sitting in the saddle, he rode the

strange place. They did not adhere to the logic of the real world and were always flowing, always changing. The more powerful a dreamer was, the more solid they sometimes

contained within them might not have been real, but by invading this subliminal space, the uninvited guests had

destrier had to battle the abomination as if it was real. However, not only dreadful fiends posed a threat. His opponents were empowered by the dream itself, so their strength depended on the strength of

was very strong. So her nightmares were bound to be terrible, as

from nowhere. With a bit of apprehension, Sunny recognized the familiar shapes of the stone buildings of

road was littered with burning debris, and a luxurious PTV lay overturned some distance away, its armored frame bent and riddled with holes. Blood was spilling on the melting

off Nightmare's back. After hesitating for a moment, he bent down

mundane clothes. Most disturbingly, these people lacked faces, and instead looked like smooth-faced mannequins. Their flesh, however, was quite

It did not take him long