Shadow Slave

"You've finally arrived."

Three groups of people stared at Mordret with different expressions.

First were the emissaries of Valor. Morgan and Madoc kept their emotions in check, while Sky Tide and Summer Knight seemed grim. Nephis was her usual indifferent self, but there was a hint of curiosity hidden in the depths of her calm grey eyes.

The emissaries of Song were less reserved. Beastmaster was looking at Mordret with barely contained anger, as were Dire Fang and Silent Stalker - the first was just as he had been, somber and savage-looking, while the latter was an unassuming and elegant woman in black leather armor. Her beautiful face was inexpressive, but there was deep contempt in her strange feline eyes. Seishan was the calmest of them. She wasn't even looking at Mordret, instead studying the faces of the champions of Valor. Jet was standing behind her quietly.

Lastly, there were the representatives of the government.

Sunny shifted uncomfortably.

'What? What the hell are they doing here?'

Saint Cor was, of course, leading the small delegation, but there were two familiar figures behind him. Kai and Effie had somehow ended up as the escorts of the government Transcendent, and were now looking at the Prince of Nothing darkly. They had never met Mordret, but the echoes of his actions had impacted them, both before the Second Nightmare and within it.

There were a couple more government Masters with Wake of Ruins, as well, but Sunny did not know them.

'Why did he have to bring those two here...'

Sunny frowned, then silently separated from the Valor emissaries and went to stand behind Saint Cor, shoulder to shoulder with Kai. Jet did the same, taking a place beside Effie.

In the silence that followed, Mordret's words hung in the cold air. The Prince of Nothing lingered for a few moments, and then looked at Morgan with those strange, mirror-like eyes.

"...Sister."

Sunny had long noticed that Morgan never used the word "brother" when speaking about Mordret. In fact, when the Reflection addressed her as "sister", she seemed to have been enraged.

time, too,

you would dare to face me with your actual body. I've always regretted that I wasn't there to cut

himself, then raised his head and stared at his

me to use it, isn't it? But then again, it's not every day that I get to meet my family. I thought that if I was going to kill

tilted his head

been destroyed by Clan Valor, but the Spell had to have created a new one for him after the Second Nightmare. Nevertheless, it would have been incredibly hard for the Prince of Nothing to arrive in Antarctica unnoticed while wearing his own face. Taking

'Unless...'

Mordret's body could survive while his soul was wandering someplace else, he could have just stored it somewhere and then retrieved it at the

felt a cold chill running down his

of human bodies he carried around

like something the

he was thinking, Beastmaster suddenly spoke, her voice so friendly that it actually

risk of sounding petty, could I maybe receive some explanations? Prince Mordret, if I may... why couldn't you just follow the damned plan? Don't tell me that you've been secretly working for

remained silent for a moment, then glanced at

sincere apologies. During the battle to conquer Black Skull, the warriors of Valor became suspicious

It seemed that she was not convinced by that rather logical explanation. However, it was not

would have been

Mordret sighed.

over Clan Valor. My family has to pay for what they've done to me. There's no one - no one! - who wants to see them fall more than me. I would have followed the plan if there was the smallest chance of success, but now... well...

to face Morgan

it to cut the

and sincere. It was so

a single word

Morgan scoffed.

blade? What can you