Shadow Slave

The next conference room was much larger, and there were even some refreshments for the participants of the meeting. Sunny found the darkest corner of the room to settle in and tore open a packet of sweetened snacks - after making sure that there was no honey involved in their creation, of course.

Chewing on something that felt like a dried berry, he glanced around.

The most prominent figures of the First Army were arriving one after another. There were a few mundane commanders, but most of them were Ascended. Eventually, he counted no less than twenty-one Master - including the four Irregulars.

Naeve and Roan were also present, so he gave them a wave.

Master Jet, who was relaxing on a chair next to Sunny, gave him a curious look.

"What interesting friends you keep, Sunny."

He shrugged.

"What about them?"

Soul Reaper chuckled.

"No, nothing. It's just that here's a room full of government Ascended, and the two you're waving to are both connected to the great clans. If I didn't know you better, I'd think that you have a bit of a fondness for social climbing."

Sunny scoffed.

"The only climbing I'm fond of is... actually, never mind that. Weren't you the one who helped me broker a deal to get out of joining Valor, anyway? Surely you understand that a precious jewel like me doesn't need connections to earn the favor of a great clan..."

Hearing Jet laugh quietly, he added with a straight face:

The mere thought that I could have been living like a prince somewhere in Bastion instead of spending quality time here in Antarctica makes me feel slightly nauseous. Who needs

stared at him from behind her

Valor tried to recruit you.

Sunny raised an eyebrow.

do you

Winter shook her head.

you into the clan. Either she was really ugly, or you are really stupid... huh,

moment, the door opened, and two people

Saint Tyris, just as striking as stem as Sunny remembered her. The second was a man with smooth ebony skin and perfectly white hair, his eyes glinting with shades of indigo and

had only seen the man once, and from afar,

House of Night. He was in charge of the naval convoy that had delivered the field army to the Antarctic Center, and the Saint

is also in

strait, so of course, Bloodwave was involved. He was

House of Night were not a part of the First Army, which was why Sunny failed to realize that there was actually a fourth Transcendent in the Southern Quadrant right now... no, there

themselves with the ground operation, but the situation seemed to have

take a seat at the head of the table. Bloodwave simply leaned on the wall after exchanging a few words with Naeve, forcing a few Masters to shift

...Sunny felt it, too.

'What an awesome man.'

mysterious Saint through his shadows,

all know what must

the scope of tasks in front of them, as well as the enemy forces arrayed against them. Her voice was calm and composed, as though

be honest, Sunny struggled to imagine Sky Tide losing composure in any circumstance.

I hope to never

that he already knew to some extent, but hearing all of it listed in a structured manner