Sunny and Jet stood side by side, observing the magnificent plaza with incredulous expressions. The shades had retreated to form a defensive formation around the Dark Castle, and the vast open expanse around them was littered with beautiful men and women who lay on the cold stone, fast asleep.
There was no sign of the recent devastation left anywhere in sight, and none of the sleeping youths bore even a single wound… it seemed as if they were fairies who had simply fallen asleep after making merry throughout the night.
Sunny had deactivated the five links of the Curse, for now, so that its passive enchantment could do its work — the [Dark Embrace] enhanced the rate with which his shades were mended by his soul, and since quite a number of them had been vanquished in the battle, he needed to get them back as soon as possible.
Jet remained silent for a while, then cast a sideways glance at Nightmare, who stood nearby.
Her expression was neutral.
