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?"

nodded slowly. "And

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

arriving in two batches. The second one

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 coming directly to the siege capital we're heading

smiled slightly. "Is it

a welcoming party. He kindly requested for me to participate...

a frown appearing on his face. 'What? Wake of Ruin

of all people, to be there? I don't even

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

at all happy with the contents of that praise. He leaned back and

don't want

and live as a hermit in the Dream

added: "...But not too comfortable. Make sure to use the people using

times. 'What the hell kind

profound or

to the

expedition force. But the last day

assault their walls, and the closer one got to a city, the