Sunny did get some rest after crafting the Curse — most of his incarnations did, at least. A few more remained busy with other endeavors, handling tasks that never seemed to stop.
Sunny had to admit — for a dead man, he was quite busy.
One of his incarnations was setting up a base of operations in Ravenheart, for example. Another was developing spells meant to guard the Citadels of humanity with Cassie.
And lastly…
Just a day or two before Mordret rose to the throne of Supremacy, one of Sunny's incarnations led the Shadow Legion into a decisive battle against the Black Millipede tribe.
Out there, far north of the Dark City, the great tangle of the Burned forest sprawled beneath the ashen sky. The charred mass of fallen trees was frothing and seething as it expelled a constant flood of something that looked like a black liquid from afar — it was not a liquid at all, though.
