Shadow Slave

Sunny and Nephis stood opposite each other, holding training swords. Both felt more than a little disturbed by how much this scene resembled their bitter confrontation at the very top of the Crimson Spire.

Of course, today, the situation was completely different. They were just going for a friendly spar, not a battle to the death. There were no stakes in this training fight, no emotional investment… no complicated mixture of regret, fury, and resentment.

…So why did Sunny feel as though he had to prove something?

Forcing himself to relax, he glanced at Nephis and attacked. Their swords met with a deafening clangor.

A few seconds later, Sunny jumped away and shouted:

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Changing Star froze while he looked around, breathing heavily.

Sunny gritted his teeth and spat a muffled curse.

"Damnation…"

His idea to have a spar might not have been the wisest one he ever had. Yes, the underground dojo was designed specifically to allow Awakened to train their powers. It was isolated, reinforced, and heavily armored, able to transform into an impregnable bunker in case a Gate opened nearby and a tide of Nightmare Creatures flooded the district.

The interior was furnished with heavy plates of armor-grade ceramic alloy and supplied with training equipment meant to withstand the rigors of Awakened power.

…However, Sunny and Nephis weren't Awakened anymore! They were full-fledged Masters, and abnormal ones at that!

shattered. A few plates on the floor were broken.

exactly at her best. She had just returned to the waking world yesterday. Before that, she had been a Sleeper, which meant that she had no experience of controlling

exactly how chaotic and unrestrained the flow of her essence was, because Shadow Dance now allowed him to sense the movement of

had an instinctual understanding of how to augment their physicality with essence, but it still took some time to get used to it, and even more to master it. However, every Ascended before

Awakened reached Ascension, controlling essence was as natural

Her return as a Master might have been miraculous, but it also deprived her of a

was out of

her hands with a deep frown, Sunny waved a

have to spend even more time relearning how to fight with its help. I had

for a bit, and

essence at

considered, if both of them neglected using essence or augmenting themselves with their Abilities,

stood opposite each other and concentrated. Each discarded

moment later, they

better. However…

Sunny long to sense the core of her style. It had changed a

to its flow and cadence enough to be able to predict some of Neph's moves with a good degree of

not based in affinity to shadows, and was sufficiently different from it… but achieved a similar result. It was the

predict what Nephis was thinking of doing, while she could predict what

had never found himself in a battle that demanded so much mental gymnastics before. He was not even entirely sure what was happening! There had to be a solution for this predicament,

just

was so rudimentary and bad that she couldn't even prevent herself from instinctively using it. As the result, Sunny had to endure sudden outburst of speed, strength, and agility that were too chaotic to predict. Because he was holding himself back, handling this