Shadow Slave

Sunny sttod at the edge of the water for a while, looking at the ocean with a wary expression on his face.

'Funny...'

Back when he had first developed the habit of climbing the southern wall of the fortress, he stared at the ocean in hopes of witnessing the fearsome silhouette of the mighty battleship appearing from the darkness. But now that the Ariadne was about to arrive, his thoughts were far away.

Eventually, Sunny sighed and finally dismissed his chair, planning to return into the warmth of the settlement.

...However, just before he turned away from the dark water, something attracted his attention. A subtle gleam a few steps further down the shore, revealed from beneath the retreating waves. As though bleak starlight was reflecting from a small piece of glass.

Sunny hesitated for a few moments, then walked a meter or two forward, stopping at the spot where he had spotted the gleaming object. A new wave rushed in, licking his armored boots. He had to wait for it to crawl back before kneeling and taking a closer look at the wet rocks.

There, between them, something glistened, buried under several shards of ice. Sunny brushed the ice away and picked the object up, then stood up before the next wave came.

His frown deepened.

In his hand was a simple brass button, similar to those that could be found on the countless winter coats issued to soldiers of the First Evacuation Army as part of their kit.

By itself, the button was nothing special.

However...

"Huh?"

of Nightmares. As such,

parkas that could keep a person warm in most dire of

did this

the round piece of brass for a few minutes, and then slowly looked up, facing the darkness of the ocean. There was a strangely resigned expression on his

a sigh, he closed his eyes and extended his shadow sense forward, as far as it could

Come on... show yourself, bastard.

the black surface of the cold water. Everywhere light reached, there were shadows, after all. And even where

Terror no matter how hard he

from him, deep underwater, there was a large shape. It rested on the seabed, moving slightly from time to time

mostly flat, with a

the shape was not that of a living thing, considering that the

no idea what it

all kinds of junk, so why would

for some reason, he

his eyes, Sunny looked at the undulating waves for a bit. Then, he slowly took a step forward, and then another.

then his knees. Then, his waist. He shivered, gasped

am not mesmerized, am

had broken the hex... his

the water reached his chest, Sunny took a deep breath and dove down into the black depths. Swimming in a suit of steel armor was not an easy task, even one as thin and light as the Undying Chain. However, he

neck, a cold like he had never experienced enveloped his body, making it hard for him to breathe, think, and move

it and swam toward the distant

finally reached the seabed and pushed himself along its uneven surface, getting closer and closer to his target. Far away on the shore, Saint emerged from the shadow of the wall and approached the edge of the waves, raising her bow. If