Shadow Slave

Sunny froze, mesmerized by the harrowing sight of a dark expanse of weathered stone rising from the depths of the ocean. It rose higher and higher, rivers of water flowing down from the numerous grooves and ravines covering the surface of the giant's arm. Due to the scale, it seemed as though the arm was moving deceptively slowly, but he knew that to be an illusion.

A single thought formed in Sunny's stunned mind.

'Goliath...'

One of the three titans that had come to the Antarctic Center. It had to be him... the Whispering Legion was dead, and the Winter Beast prowled somewhere far to the north. The last one, stone giant Goliath, had disappeared without a trace. Army Command had no accurate data on his current location, the last time Sunny had been in contact with them.

...No wonder, if the missing titan had been traveling through the shallows off the coast of the landmass.

'It's... it's a damn Fallen Titan.'

A moment later, Sunny suddenly came to his senses, shrugging off the dread and awe of witnessing the enormous creature... or rather, one of its limbs. What was the big deal, anyway? The Goliath was a runt, as far as titans were concerned. He was simply a giant stone abomination, instead of a sentient force of nature. Even then, Sunny had seen far greater beings before...

However, the damned titan - no matter how he compared to others of its kind - could destroy the convoy with one brush of his finger.

Barely suppressing his panic, Sunny stared at the falling hand of the giant, then twisted around and waved at Luster, shouting as loud as he could:

"Go, go, go! Speed up!"

be a bit off. If the convoy accelerated, they had a slim chance

up being just a little bit too slow, at least a couple of vehicles would be instantly flattened by the

diving into the shadow of the swiftly falling hand and emerging from it on the

beating wildly as he counted off seconds... the first of the civilian transports appeared behind him,

'Not yet, not yet...'

of the highway, pulverizing a large swath of it and

military vehicle momentarily flew into the air, then hit the cracked surface of the road with a screeching sound. Somehow,

'Made it...'

temporary and futile. No matter how fast the convoy was moving, they had no hope of

stall the giant for

fair, not fair... this

been through, after everything he had done, this was the end? Sunny felt like howling at the moon in sorrow and

started to rise from the ocean. Goliath was pulling himself out of the cold water, its ugly

Sunny shuddered.

appearance, but far from resembling a graceful statue. Unlike the magnificent monuments of the Forgotten Shore, Goliath looked more like a small mountain that had come to life than an effigy of a human. The surface of its body was rough and unpolished, like a natural cliff, and

its torso was massive and asymmetrical, with mounds of stone rising from its back like humps. The giant had three arms, each

like a misshapen hill of brown rock, with two cavernous holes gaping in it, drowned by darkness,

and round, but seemed to be cut of stone, like the rest of the titan's body. The thought of

even