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..."

more than ten meters, but for Soul Reaper, that was a vast distance right now. She stared at him for a while, then gave up and

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

was not able to generate essence on its own. Worse than that, her soul core was shattered and constantly leaked what

allowed her to bypass all forms of physical defense and strike directly at the souls of her

slowly absorb shards of broken soul cores from those she had killed to build up and strengthen her own, both in terms of size and capacity. It also removed the

was a

on strengthening her body. She barely had enough to keep it from collapsing entirely, and even that last reserve was slowly running

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

to leave the area of influence of the Corrupted Titan, which would allow both to return to the Dream Realm. That would still be dangerous,

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

on... was not just a

mimic the forms of inanimate objects. Additionally, the size and intricacy of the simulacrum were dependent on Sunny's Shadow Core capacity. By now,

looked like, at the expense of the complexity. Even better, the [Locomotive Chiffonier] enchantment allowed the raft to propel itself forward

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