Shadow Slave

After the ominous mountain disappeared from view, hidden by the snowy slopes and darkness... the mundane darkness of the polar night, not the unfathomable true darkness that they had just barely escaped from... the convoy finally came to a stop.

Around them was the familiar landscape of the Antarctic Center. Deep in the mountains, they were temporarily protected front the wind by an overhanging cliff, and had reaclted a wide area that was somewhat fit to serve as a campsite. The vehicles needed to be checked after the recent mad dash, and the people needed time to come to their senses.

Pitts, they had no idea where they were. Sunny had to scout the area, determine their location on the map, and come up with a route forward. He also needed to make sure that there were no swarms of Nightmare Creatures close by or heading in their direction, and do a thousand other things.

'Ah... I don't want to...'

Creating a bridge of shadows had cost him a lot of essence, but the mental strain had been far worse. Sunny felt tired and lazy, but he had no choice except for to get busy right away. Rolling off the roof of the military vehicle, he landed on the snow, sighed, and sent his shadows to explore.

By then, the members of his cohort and other people had already emerged from their transports. Some went about establishing a camp and searching for good watch posts, while some headed toward him with complicated faces.

Pretty soon, he was surrounded by the Irregulars. A few of them looked relieved to find him safe and relatively sound, others were mostly full of questions. Luster, who had witnessed more titan the rest, was the first one to speak:

"Captain, sir! That... that was something else."

Sunny simply nodded, in agreetnent with the young man, for a change.

Luster hesitated for a few moments, then asked cautiously:

"But, uh... what was it, exactly?"

He stared at Sunny, and added in a suddenly hoarse voice:

"I don't mean that amazing bridge you made, I mean the... the other thing. The one that almost gobbled its up."

Sunny did not answer for a while. Eventually, he shook his head and looked south with a dark expression.

"I do not know."

a few ideas,

a simple Nightmare Creature. it reminded him a lot of the Crimson Terror of the Forgotten Shore... so, perhaps, it was also a terror, one that had gone into a slumber to evolve into a titan. Or maybe a titan that was in the process of evolving to a

process of evolution, only

case, Sunny was certain that he and Saint had messed

much closer to the eerie black dimension - whether it was a heart, a harrowing egg, or a Chrysalis

stone sword had managed to harm the sphere when the Cruel Sight

felt her return back into his lightless soul after being dismissed,

found a quiet place to find out. Somewhat: nervous,

Just as i

The taciturn demon's absence felt different from how it usually was when wounded Shadows

almost could not

Sea, stared at the four dark suns of his shadow cores for

[Marble Saint], [Soul

the Serpent were lifeless, indicating that it was outside his control. Saint's, however, appeared normal. He concentrated on her name and

Shadow: Marble Saint.

Shadow Rank: Ascended.

Shadow Class: Demon...

the very end of the field of

heart skipped

[...Marble Saint is evolving]

'...What!'

motionless for a while, then

how

breathed in the cold air of the polar night, and smiled