Shadow Slave

Sunny... come here! I'll... I'll only kill you a little..."

"Get the hell away from me, you demented zombie!"

Sunny took a few steps back, easily avoiding the grasp of the shambling corpse of Master Jet. Fortunately, she was not too fast - in fact, she could barely crawl. Her nails powerlessly scratched against the alloy, and Soul Leaper let out a hoarse, disappointed hiss.

"Damn it..."

Sunny shook his head. Despite Jet's weakened state, avoiding her clutches was a tiresome task - mostly because there was nowhere really for him to run. Currently, the two of them were trapped on an alloy raft that was drifting slowly across the strait between the Antarctic Center and the vast landmass to the east.

When Jet lost control of herself, all Sunny could do was endlessly circle the raft and wait for her to come to her senses.

"Come here, Sunny! I won't bite..."

chair, walked over to the other end of their improvised vessel, and calmly sat down. The length of the raft was no more than ten meters, but for

was... but at least in this cold, she was not a

that, her soul core was shattered and constantly leaked what little essence she had left. Once the

survive was to continuously kill living beings and absorb their soul essence. That was actually Jet's Sleeper Ability. Her Awakened Ability allowed her to bypass all forms of physical defense and strike directly at the souls of her enemies, which was where her fearsome nickname, Soul Reaper, had come

in terms of size and capacity. It also removed the natural limit of essence

was a Supreme

had no essence to spare on strengthening her body. She barely had enough to keep

Winter Beast retreated into the depths of the Antarctic Center, its dire influence remained. Neither Sunny nor Jet had been able to access their Dream Realm anchors, which meant that they could not escape from the waking world. Eventually, the two of them had been left with only one choice - to try and

influence of the Corrupted Titan, which would allow both to return to the Dream Realm. That would still be dangerous, but not as dangerous as remaining in the Winter Beast's

coming, and no seaworthy vessels left intact in Falcon Scott. In the end,

not just a random

Coffer], which allowed it to mimic the forms of inanimate objects. Additionally, the size and intricacy of the simulacrum were dependent on Sunny's Shadow Core capacity. By now, he was very close to becoming an Ascended Tyrant, so obviously, that capacity

It was much larger than the alloy chest the Coffer usually looked like, at the expense of the complexity. Even better, the

such, it was tremendously more durable than even the strongest alloy would have been. If something attacked them from below... which had already happened a few times... the raft was not going to be destroyed unless the attacking Nightmare Creature happened to be