Kaidën
"Good. Now take me to the dungeon." I say without thinking about his words any further.
If Aria needed to use the shadows I gave her, then she must have been in real danger.
The man with my shadows wrapped around him groans in pain, and I lessen my hold.
My shadows have an uncontrollable habit of sucking dry whoever is in their hold.
I think that might be the source of their powers, but I've never paid much mind to it.
In fact, everything about my shadows is more or less a mystery to me.
If I remember correctly, my father never had shadows—and I think I remember waking up one night from a frightful dream.
My body soaked in perspiration, and my mind feeling like it was departing from me. The next day, I'd fell terribly ill, and even came to the point of death.
I rem
