Shadow Slave

Eventually, Jet put away her communicator and stared into the distance for a few moments, thinking. Then, she turned to Sunny. He asked: "...So, what's the word?"

Soul Reaper had a contemplative look on her face. "The good news is that we're getting reinforcements. Both Valor and Song are sending strong contingents. Two Saints each, a handful of Masters, and a supporting retinue of hundreds of Awakened. All of them the absolute elites of the Legacy clans, of course - some direct descendants, some loyal retainers. You can imagine how powerful of a force that is."

Sunny nodded. Despite his animosity toward the Great Clans, and those Legacies that served them, even he had to admit that these people had not ended up in the position of highest power by accident. Legacies were born and bred to be perfect warriors, and in that pursuit, they were ruthless both to their enemies and to themselves.

An Awakened from a Legacy clan was worth their weight in soul shards on the battlefield... it was only when compared to the survivors of the Forgotten Shore that they did not seem that exceptional. But the former Dreamers of the Dark City were an abnormality themselves. Hundreds of Legacy Awakened could achieve a lot in East Antarctica.

But whatever they could do paled in comparison to the arrival of four more Saints. That was the real game-changer, more than doubling the number of Transcendents present in the Southern Quadrant in one swoop.

With seven Saints leading the charge, the position of the Evacuation Army would be tremendously bolstered.

...That was if the newcomers had any intention of helping the evacuation effort along, and not just thwarting it.

He looked at Jet with a gloomy expression. "What's the bad news, then?"

She shrugged. "Well... you know. The great clans have their own plans. They are going to have to keep up appearances, at least, but who knows what they really have in mind?"

remained silent for a while, then nodded slowly. "And what is

would send such information in a message? I mean... the

case, we'll know more soon. I've been informed that the Legacy forces will be arriving in two batches. The second one is already sailing across the ocean, carrying most of them... two separate naval convoys, of course. Otherwise, gods know what would

second, smaller batch will be arriving much earlier, though. They'll be here in no more than a couple of days, coming through the Dream Realm. The vanguard consists of two Saints and four Masters, from what I've been told. And... what a coincidence, they'll be

slightly. "Is

assembling a welcoming party. He kindly requested for me

surprise, a frown appearing on his face. 'What? Wake

does he want me, of all people, to be there? I don't even work for the government, really. There

her head. "Because you're one of the deadliest Masters on the planet, Sunny. And, more importantly, you are not affiliated to any of the Legacy clans. At this point, Cor would have to be crazy not to try and use you as an

her praise, but not at all happy with the contents of that

I don't

live as a hermit in the Dream Realm. Other than

not too comfortable. Make sure to use the people using you in

blinked a couple of times. 'What the hell kind of perverse wisdom is

a very profound or

for the future... we have to get to the siege capital first. And with how things are going, that might be a bit of a

for the expedition force. But the

lay assault their walls, and the closer one got to a city, the higher the concentration of Nightmare Creatures was. Fighting a pitched battle was inevitable if the expedition force wanted to reach the gates of the