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.'

power over him. But it was better to prepare for the worst. For that reason, Sunny was mentally going over all the clever ways he had thought of to undermine her absolute authority as

been one of the reasons why he had chosen to kill the Mirror Beast instead of subjugating it, all that

help but

Then, without being noticed

a few moments, and then called upon Nightmare. A vast shadow appeared near him, all around him…

shadow, and then gave it a silent command. What happened next… was hard

the past, and each time was as strange. It was a

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

Sunny found himself on a dark

cliffs far below. Some distance away,

the cliff. Sitting in the saddle, he rode the black

not adhere to the logic of the real world and were always

were also dangerous for Dreamwalkers such as Nightmare and Sunny. The threats contained within them might not have been real, but by invading this subliminal space, the uninvited guests had

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 the dreamer. Their actual shape did not matter

nightmares were bound to be

recognized the familiar shapes of the stone buildings of the Dark City. However, they were simultaneously the alloy towers of the Siege Capital.

with burning debris, and a luxurious PTV lay overturned some distance away, its armored frame bent and riddled with holes.

PTV and then jumped off Nightmare's back. After hesitating for a moment, he bent down and looked

these people lacked faces, and instead looked like smooth-faced mannequins. Their flesh, however,

a frown, he looked away and studied the surroundings. It did not take him