Shadow Slave

There was some rustling inside the tent, and then Kai emerged from it, looking as handsome and dazzling as ever. No... even more so.

Sunny's face became a little dull. His friend had reached borderline criminal levels of attractiveness after becoming a Master, mesmerizing most mundane humans by simply appearing in front of them, but Sunny had thought that a couple of months in the mud and muck of Antarctica would rub some of that glamour off.

However, he had been sorely mistaken.

If anything, Kai only became more captivating. His natural charm had acquired a hint of reserved military valiance, becoming more subdued, but also much more arresting. His green eyes were still as electric as ever, but now, there was a quiet, almost melancholic depth to them that made one deeply desire to comfort and console the young man. Those eyes were nothing short of compelling.

Kai smiled, making all three of them - Sunny, Effie, and Jet - hold their breaths for a moment. "Sunny! Ascended Jet. It is so good to see you."

Even his voice was like a soothing melody.

'That bastard...' Sunny wasn't even angry about how stunning his friend was. What really disheartened him was what Kai was wearing.

The archer was clad in a beautiful suit of ivory armor that seemed to be made out of impregnable scales, with a few insets of burnished bronze blazing between them with reflected sunlight. It was tied at the waist by a sash of burnt umber color, which emphasized the rich auburn splendor of his hair.

The armor was made of dragon scales, and was a Transcendent Memory Kai had received after slaying the Ivory Dragon Sevirax.

Both Effie and Kai had come into possession of a Transcendent Armor in the Second Nightmare.

killing Solvane for the first time. But, of course, it had been destroyed by

the only person

but was then distracted from his resigned self-pity by Jet, who smiled and stretched her hand

two of them met. Sunny glanced at Soul Reaper bleakly. 'At least she is

Jet had not even tried to shake Effie's hand.

words and headed for a larger tent that stood nearby, serving as the improvised strategy room for

view of

and mentally. He had been a centurion who led soldiers into a war against Solvane's

defeat and becoming a cripple was what haunted his friend the most. But after experiencing the burden... and privilege... of being in command, and learning

Now, he thought differently.

doing well. Thank you for asking, Sunny... but I really am. I...

right and wrong, and what a good person was meant to

to think of it, the merry huntress had lost people in the Nightmare, too. She watched

Night

them

Probably not. But then again, no one knew what she had lived through in the Second Nightmare. Changing Star was strangely

the area was projected into the air, with their location and the last known whereabouts

it no attention, still lost in his thoughts. After a while, he shook them off and

try to cross the