Shadow Slave

"Sunny! Wake up!"

Sunny opened his eyes and tensed. Sensing the world through the shadows, he couldn't feel any danger, but there was urgency in Neph's voice. Something was wrong.

As his mind entered a state of battle readiness, he pushed himself off the ground and briefly studied the fissure. It was still night, so everything was enveloped in deep darkness… that darkness, of course, could not hinder his sight. Sunny saw every detail of their small camp and of the weathered walls of black rock surrounding it.

Everything seemed fine.

Saint, who was guarding them from high above, was also calm.

He turned to Nephis and asked:

"What is going on?"

She pressed a finger against her lips and whispered:

"There was a sound."

The next moment, he heard it too. A dull, echoing crackle that came from somewhere below, spreading through the rock in a subtle vibration. Like a stone breaking.

He frowned.

'What is this…'

Sunny and Nephis froze, listening to the eerie sounds coming from within the carapace of the Black Turtle. They had not dared to venture there after salvaging the meat. The shell had been hollowed out, but they didn't know by how much, and even though they had heard the sounds of Nightmare Creatures inside the carcass of the Great Monster from time to time, this crackling was entirely new.

A small whirlwind of sparks appeared in the air, manifesting into a softly glowing paper lantern. Placing it on the lid of the Covetous Coffer, Nephis lowered her head and pressed her ear to the ground.

another cracking sound,

same time, Sunny's pupils narrowed as he noticed something that was out of place in their

as Neph flinched, it

when the cracking noise disappeared, a small piece of rock splintered

face suddenly grew

think it's going

there was another sound, this one so loud that it was almost deafening. Sunny felt the ground suddenly

"It's breaking!"

soared into the air, the floor of the

instantly swallowed. Except for the Memories like the Coffer that were dismissed and disappeared in a whirlwind of sparks, everything else — the fire pit, the sleeping bag, the bed made of soft moss, and

collapse was not over

the fissure and grabbed onto the rocks, the walls tilted, too. A horrible stench of blood entered his nostrils, and he saw the small crack he had noticed before expanding. Countless new ones appeared, as well, and the entire

'Goddammit!'

He was aiming to repeat the process and send himself to the surface with the next jump, but the spot

of the fissure, rolled on the ground, then dashed back to its edge and grabbed Neph's

soon as they rolled away in a heap, the entire edge split off

the entire island

was

two of them watched, the landscape of the Black Turtle's shell was changing. It seemed that the schism originated from the location below the central region, where their camp had been located. Wide cracks spread through

affected, to, but to a smaller degree. It was just a chain reaction that forced the ground to tilt and slide into the water

shelter

was practically laying on Nephis. Their limbs were entangled, and both of them were covered in stone dust. Struggling to

formed pit, Sunny and Nephis looked down with bleak

camp, where they had spent so many peaceful nights, was

signs of breaking apart. It was just a part of the central region today, but there would be