Shadow Slave

There was not much time to prepare and make plans, since the abominations were going to reach LO49 in mere minutes. The Shrill alarms blasted throughout the facility, and poweriul spotlights ignited on its walls, flooding the snow-covered plain with light. Civilians rushed to shelters, while soldiers ran to man the defensive fortifications.

Sunny and his cohort followed, summoning their Memories as they calmly prepared for battle. As they walked through bitter cold, he spoke:

"After we deal with the Nightmare Creatures, everyone is to remain awake until we board the ship. You know the drill. We won't be sleeping for a week, at least. Maybe two. Get the stimulants from Quentin and keep each other in check."

The Devils grumbled. They had already completed a few long missions in areas where sleep was deadly. A week was unpleasant, but doable... two weeks, however, was going to be a hellish challenge.

'I just hope that Ariadne arrives on time.'

It was not like they had any acceptable choice other than sit and wait...

At that moment, someone called out to Sunny.

"Hey, you... uh, Master Sunless, or whatever... what is going on?"

He looked to the side and saw Beth -- Professor Obel's assistant -- shivering in the cold in her civilian clothes and flimsy lab coat. The young woman's hair was gathered in a bun, like always, but a few stubborn locks had wrestled free and were now dancing in the wind.

Her pale face wore an irritated scowl, but he could see fear and alarm hiding behind that temperamental mask.

near the scientists. When he was away, one of his shadows usually kept watch. He had spoken with the old man a lot,

That was why he knew for a fact that she was pretending

She is even more

of the Undying Chain appeared from nothingness and

coming this way. We'll

lingered for a moment, then

"Yeah... alright."

door of the research center. Sunny shook his head and continued forward. Soon, they reached the top of the northern wall and observed the vast expanse of

a matter of time. As turret towers whined, ramping up their engines, Samara placed her

now clad in polished plate armor, holding a shield and a short sword in his hands,

"What do you think?"

moment. His shadows were still following the

of course -- when he said that they were lucky. As far as Category Three Gates went, this one was surprisingly weak. He was even confused by the fact that it affected the strength of the Call so much. The power of the wave of abominations brought by it was incomparable to the Stone Hive, for example.

a Demon.

Finally, Sunny spoke:

I will deal with the Gate Guardian, and you deal with the other Corrupted.

an average Master to face a Corrupted one was less so, because all Masters were elites by definition. There was a

was reasonably sure that Verne would survive

local Master hesitated for a moment, then

"I'll handle it."