Shadow Slave

Soon enough, it was time to say goodbye again. Effie and Kai were returning to the government-controlled section of East Antarctica with Wake of Ruin and Saint Tyris, while Jet was leaving with the forces of Song.

The joint army had already withdrawn from the battlefield and traveled some distance away from it. Now, it was ready to break apart... before it did, however, Sunny managed to find an opportunity to talk with Soul Reaper in private.

The long column of vehicles had come to a stop, and they found each other among the busy chaos of imminent separation.

"How is living with the Song clan treating you?"

Jet smiled a little, then shrugged.

"It's treating me fine. I am often reminded of why was it exactly that I never wanted to be a part of a Legacy clan... but it's fine. Weirdly, I feel a bit of kinship with these women."

Sunny raised an eyebrow.

"Kinship, really? Why?"

She lingered for a few moments.

"A thief knows a thief, as a wolf knows a wolf. It's just a vague feeling, but I think that their Flaws are similar to mine... not exactly the same, but similar. I have no solid proof, of course, but there are ways to tell. A thing like that influences you in many subtle ways."

Jet looked away and let out a wistful sigh.

"All of Ki Song's daughters are adopted, you know? Many of them were taken from the outskirts when they were very young. Who knows, in another life, I might have been a princess of a great clan, as well... wouldn't that be a sight?"

Sunny looked at her gloomily, trying to imagine Soul Reaper in the traditional wine-red attire of the Song clan. However, his imagination failed him.

...No matter how hard Sunny tried, he just couldn't imagine Jet wearing a dress.

He scoffed.

"I do know, and yes, that would be a sight. However, I like the current you much more."

Soul Reaper laughed.

but... I fought long and hard to become the current me. I wouldn't trade

and

that things are about

slowly nodded, prompting

what are you

silent for a few moments,

something stupid. But... not too stupid. It's

studied his face for a while, then

stay in

she turned around and walked away, heading for

if he should have told her more. He had already warned her to stay clear of Mordret... as for informing Jet of the presence of

the situation will unfold, for the both

grimaced, then went to join his

dismissed, and they were going to be

of Echo mounts, and would be riding them across

a small crevice that was drowned by deep shadows. There, he found a small figure laying motionlessly on the ground, spread-eagled, with a drunk expression on its

have grown bigger. His belly had, at least - it protruded from the scrawny frame of

turned its head and grinned

eyes for a moment, then

little wretch.

Imp stared at him lazily, and then answered

"...Wretch!"

Sunny scowled.

you calling a wretch, you

did not deign to answer, so he sighed and dismissed the Shadow, sending the scrawny fiend to digest

his progress later... that bastard better have listened to me and only eaten those Nightmare Creatures that had to do something with steel and metal. Otherwise, he'll be

left the crevice and walked over to one of the armored vehicles. There were already a few familiar faces inside - the members

they

man! You were a real terror on the

the hell did you become that

I really want to Ascend, too. Maybe I'll get a pseudo-transformation ability