Shadow Slave

Sunny did not recall falling asleep, but he was woken up by someone banging on the hatch of the Rhino. Sitting up, he looked around and realized that he must have passed out while studying the weave of the Midnight Shard. The austere tachi was still laying on the holographic table, glinting as if to mock him.

He had almost solved the problem. That elusive element of the weave was almost isolated, but to...

As someone banged on the hatch once again, making the massive APC shake a little, Sunny flinched, rubbed his face, and went to the hatch.

"Coming! Who the hell…"

He opened the hatch and froze, swallowing the rest of his irritated shout.

"Oh, ah… Master Jet. Good… morning?"

She glanced at him with amusement.

"Technically, it's evening. Go wipe the drool off your face and come out, Sunny. We've been summoned to attend a meeting."

He frowned, then threw an angry look at the gloomy shadow, which was hiding in the darkness not too far away. The bastard was supposed to warn him if anything approached, protecting Sunny from a sudden attack… or from embarrassing himself, in theory.

The shadow shrugged innocently and looked away.

Shaking his head, Sunny returned inside and quickly washed his face. A couple of minutes later, he left the APC and closed the hatch behind him. Since Soul Reaper mentioned that he had to come out, they were most likely heading for the complex that the local branch of the First Army Command used as headquarters. It was only a short distance from the barracks.

Indeed, Jet walked in that direction, with Sunny following as he looked around with sleepy eyes. A few moments later, he asked:

"...What is the meeting about?"

She shrugged.

"We'll find out. All I know is that White Feather wants to see us."

'White Feather, huh…'

The two of them made their way to the army headquarters, but then walked past it, approaching a heavily fortified compound instead. Winter and Dale were already waiting for them near the gates, looking as ragged and fatigued as Sunny.

He greeted them.

"I heard you retook Breach C yesterday? Must have been a tough fight."

Dale simply shrugged.

"Not really. We still hold both sections of the wall above the breach, so all I had to do was persuade the abominations to stay put until the garrison forces shredded them with ranged weapons."

He remained silent for moment, and then added:

been much worse if

Sunny nodded somberly.

the compound and were led to a spacious room on

front of a false window, studying the projected image of the night sky. His face was painted ghostly green by the ethereal tapestry of the swirling aurora. Saint Tyris

a while — at

dried blood. Her hair, which had once fallen down like a cascade of pale gold, now looked lifeless and

Beast back was taking a toll on the

however, and her

at the sound of

Jet, Ascended Winter, Ascended Dale,

Roan was acting uncharacteristically subdued, his usual charisma

Jet waved a

What

Roan smiled slightly.

is for the best. There is not much time to

the holographic projection in front of them. On it, the map of the surrounding area disappeared, replaced by the blurry

long, jagged stinger… and three long necks, each ending in a harrowing circular maw. The abominations looked like a mix between a wyvern, a worm, and a

scouts have confirmed that the Devouring Cloud has produced a new Tyrant. A Fallen one, but still a dire threat to the

Winter cursed.

as much, after

Master Roan slowly nodded.

priority to eliminate the Tyrant. The Devouring Cloud will descend on Falcon Scott today. You will be the

at each other. After a short pause,

know that the swarm will

he could answer, Saint Tyris suddenly

our clan will lure

Tide met their gazes with a calm expression, her face as

would

inhaled deeply, then turned

devastation. The window of opportunity grows narrower with each day, so

glanced at the Irregulars, studied them for a few moments, and

three of you will

Sunny smiled darkly.

What if Roan fails to isolate the Tyrant? What if the three of

a while, her amber eyes

"Don't fail."

Shaking her head, she patted Sunny on the shoulder and walked toward the projection of the Fallen

plan. Let's discuss the

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