1216 On the Run

'Crap, crap, crap…'

Sunny did not know what the creature pursuing them was, exactly. He had hoped that the possessed corpses were not the vessels of a single being, but instead separate abominations, akin to minions of a tyrant… but even if they were, there was obviously a way for them to share information. 

He knew it because his hopes were being crushed right in front of his eyes. 

If there was no way for the puppets of the Gate Guardian to share knowledge, then he could have pretended to be oblivious to their presence and bought some time. But the seven taken Masters were all seemingly aware that Sunny could tell what they were. 

They slowly started to move. At first, their movements seemed inconspicuous, but it quickly became apparent that they were encircling those Ascended who remained human. 

There were eerily human smiles brightening their faces.