Shadow Slave

When Sunny heard what Nephis had to say, he almost stepped on her foot. His rhythm was broken, making it difficult to remain in the flow of the dance. He narrowly avoided stumbling, regained his composure, and threw a burning gaze at her.

"What?"

Her expression did not change.

"You heard me."

Sunny opened his mouth, lingered for a moment, then simply turned around and pulled her by the hand. Despite the fact that many people stared at this sudden turn of events, he cut through the dancing guests, forcing Neph to follow. They left the middle of the great hall, then disappeared from the central chamber entirely.

Finding himself in a corridor that ran along the length of the dancing hall, Sunny walked swiftly, searching for an empty room. Eventually, he had to settle for a kitchen of sorts. Several chefs and their assistants were busy preparing more refreshments for the guests of the ball… or rather, they had been.

Even before Sunny entered the room, the shadows inside suddenly moved and grew darker, startling the kitchen staff. Throwing a heavy glance at them, he said in an even voice:

"Leave."

The chefs stared at the two Masters in confusion for a couple of moments, then silently backed away and left through a different door, their faces pale.

Sunny and Nephis were left alone.

He waited for a bit, then let go of her hand and outstretched his own. A strange flute carved of emerald bone appeared in it from a swirl of sparks. Sunny brought it to his lips and blew into the hole.

Surprisingly, no sound came out of the flute. Instead, it seemed to have absorbed all sounds, enveloping them in a cone of silence. Now, no one would have been able to listen in on their conversations.

Sunny's shadows also kept watch outside the kitchen, just to make sure.

Finally, he turned to Nephis and snarled:

Valor? What…

a step back and leaned on

are you so

at her in stunned silence. Then,

crazy stunts you pulled, after all that talk about wishing to bring the three ghouls to their knees and destroy

Neph's eyes grew somber.

plans did not change,

He frowned.

Valor, but you are also going to

then said with boiling, but suppressed emotion in

the contrary, this is

step forward and pierced him

they will fall by my hand, in the end. Did you hope that two years of being lost in the Dream Realm would have dulled my resolve? Did you think that

head with a dark

Changing Star smiled.

old monsters down. It was not too hard to realize that if my own strength is not enough, I have to borrow it from someone else. Whose strength should I borrow, then? Ah, but that is so obvious.

Sunny blinked slowly.

conquer? This is

Nephis shrugged.

appearance of the Dreamer Army made it worse. But most of all, the death of Saint Cormac and the return of the banished

He scowled.

What does Mordret have to do

Changing Star smiled darkly.

he will do the same thing as me.

Sunny's eyes widened.

vendetta against his two fathers… both the one who had spawned him and the one who had raised him.