"Crap!"
Sunny stumbled and leaned on the metal wall of the vast corridor to keep his balance. Sadly, there was mold growing on that wall, and as soon as his hand touched that mold, it started growing through his skin, too.
Sunny stared at his hand, which was swiftly becoming something horrifying, then grimaced as he felt Blood Weave attacking the swiftly spreading mold with ferocious hunger. Not wishing to suffer the agony much longer, he turned his entire arm into a shadow, watched the disgusting black growths fall to the floor, and stomped them.
Then, he made his arm tangible again, surreptitiously summoned the Mantle, and encased himself in a carapace of black jade.
The Handy Bracelet was still whispering into his ear by the time he did:
[Your shade has been destroyed.]
[Your shade has been destroyed.]
[Your shade has been…]
Sunny's expression turned somber for a moment.
'So, it finally happened.'
