Shadow Slave

He looked around, studying the barrier and the crowded pier that could be seen through the mesh. Then, suddenly, Sunny heard a familiar voice:

"Move back, damn it! Don't push! If you have a spot in the queue, present an ID! If you are a member of the First Army, come that way! Get a hold of yourself and behave like people!"

He looked around and saw a tall, handsome man with indigo eyes and hair that seemed somewhere between black and blue standing in front of the barrier, struggling to hold back the panicked crowd.

Sunny raised an eyebrow.

Pushing closer to the man, he called out:

"Naeve? What the hell are you doing here?"

The man — it was indeed Master Naeve of the House of Night — blinked a couple of times, then looked in his direction with a confused expression.

"...Sunny? Gods, it's you! What are... ah, doesn't matter. I'm now in charge of boarding, I guess."

Sunny led his group to the barrier, stopping right in front of the Nightwalker. Naeve gestured for a nearby Awakened to assume his position and took a step to the side.

He gave Sunny a somber look.

"That ship over there is where I'm assigned to. We are going to leave once we're at capacity… actually, we are already over capacity. But a few more people can still be squeezed in, so..."

Sunny frowned.

"What about Bloodwave?"

The Nightwalker sighed.

"He led the other ship away a few hours ago, with Saint Tyris aboard. There will be more ships tomorrow, and more the day after that… if the Winter Beast does not arrive sooner. But Uncle won't be coming back. He'll guard the strait until the… until the relocation is over. And then, we will resume evacuating people over the ocean, to the Northern Quadrant."

Sunny nodded.

'Figures.'

"Listen…"

Naeve spoke first, interrupting him:

"Do you need to get on the ship?"

Sunny grew quiet, suddenly ashamed for no reason. Strangely, he felt thankful to the Nightwalker for not forcing him to say it aloud.

moments of awkward silence,

need to place a tether

able to bring them back to the waking world, to a safer region. Granted, there were no Saints on the Ivory Island, so Sunny was

so doing it in the middle of a battle was usually impossible. Any Ascended that remained in

taking up a spot on a ship

.

stay and try

He looked at Naeve.

don't need one. But

Beth, Professor Obel, and the members of his cohort. Naeve looked

His face fell.

Nightwalker hesitated for a few moments,

the rest of your cohort onboard, too. Members of the First Army have a priority right to be evacuated.

paused, and then added

but you have to make it quick. This is going to be the last

suddenly slid into the ground with a metallic screech. The soldiers started checking the IDs and letting people pass

a moment. His face

'So…'

His heart grew heavy.

what it came

spots... or having to displace civilians who had a spot in the

said. Sunny turned around, looking at them. Kim, Luster, Dorn, Samara, Belle… Beth, Professor

he supposed

'Curse it all…'

his soldiers, Belle, Dorn, and Samara briefly glanced at

at Sunny and slightly shook his

moment, Sunny felt as though

and the two of them remained motionless for several

looked at the mob of frightened refugees crowding behind the line of the barrier, all desperate

He sighed.

want to be an officer? Gods… no amount of the

straightened his back and said

You go

glance, but the old man gently pushed her forward. They moved past Naeve, the young woman crossing the line

soon as she did, Professor

push, though, was not too gentle. The

let through. A moment later, the barrier rose with a screech, and a wall of

Dorn, and Belle remained

Luster, and Beth were on the