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:

much worse if they were better climbers,

Sunny nodded somberly.

entered the compound and were led to a spacious room on one of

sky. His face was painted ghostly green by the ethereal tapestry of the swirling aurora. Saint Tyris was motionless, sitting in an imposing chair with her back held

a while — at least in her human form.

elegant armor was bent and broken, white steel marred by dried blood. Her hair, which had once fallen down like a cascade of pale gold, now looked lifeless and bleak. Her dazzlingly beautiful face was pale, blackened

was taking a toll on the Transcendent of the White Feather

still aloof and stern, however, and her amber eyes burned with the

at the sound of the

Dale, Sunless… welcome. Sorry

was acting uncharacteristically subdued, his usual charisma

waved

waits for no one. What did you want

Roan smiled slightly.

to business… well, it is for the best. There is not much time

holographic projection in front of them. On it, the map of

with a 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 scorpion. It was large,

A Fallen one, but still a dire threat

Winter cursed.

as much, after the last

Master Roan slowly nodded.

Devouring Cloud will descend on Falcon Scott today. You will be the

other. After a short

you know that

slightly, but before he could answer, Saint

will lure

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

would you do

deeply, then turned

grows narrower with each day, so we can't passively wait for

the Irregulars, studied them

swarm. Roan will bring the Tyrant down. The three of you will

Sunny smiled darkly.

fails to isolate the Tyrant? What if the three of us fail to kill it in

at him for a while, her amber eyes both beautiful

"Don't fail."

patted Sunny on the shoulder and walked toward

like that plan.

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