Shadow Slave

Rain was ready to step on the ice when something inside her screamed. Perhaps it was because of the subtle change in the sounds behind her, or perhaps it was because of the change in the currents of the wind.

Perhaps she had subconsciously noticed the shadow moving unnaturally around her.

In any case, she didn't hesitate even for a split second before throwing her body down. An experienced warrior did not alloy themselves to be ruled by instinct, but they also never ignored it.

A warrior's instinct was the result of countless hours of training and rich battle experience, after all. Blood, sweat, and tears went into honing it into a life-saving tool.

Rain dodged, and in the next moment, her side was pierced by a flash of blinding pain.

She spun in the air and crashed into the ice, throwing herself into a roll. A moment later, Rain was already on her feet, sliding back as she held the javelin between herself and the enemy.

A muffled groan escaped from her lips.

The Huntsman was spinning his grotesque battleaxe, a few drops of blood marring its heavy green blade,

'Damn it.’

Rain briefly glanced down to assess the damage. It wasn't anything serious - the axe barely grazed her, leaving a long cut across her ribs. But if she had been even a little bit slower, it would have split her open like a log.

'More stitching…’

It was a little absurd, but she was more upset about having to mend her bodysuit than about receiving a wound. Her body was much more resilient than the threadbare bodysuit, after all.

"You bastard..."

as the words left her mouth, the

Huntsman entered the vast clearing, his armored boot sinking into the snow. Simultaneously, Rain

vain hope to save itself. The heavy javelin usually gave Rain confidence, but in front of the dreadful master of frozen

'Come on, come closer.'

needed to lure him into the depths

outrage, the abomination halted after barely stepping on the ice. The darkness nestling in his helmet moved mockingly,

‘Curse you!'

smart as she was. So, fhe seemed to have easily recognized the threat that a thin layer of ice hiding the

expected as

away, increasing the distance between

intelligent, but they were also absolutely crazy, like all Nightmare Creatures were. She could allow herself to walk away from the battle if she wanted to. But

She didn't think so.

indeed, out there on the shore of the frozen swamp, the demon's fingers twitched. He stared at her silently, making Rain's skin crawl, and then let out a frenzied

which was shaped to resemble the snarling snout of

mouth was suddenly

Wow, Come get me,

the ground with his axe, sending a tremor through

below them as the cover of ice started

She prepared herself.

wind howled as his massive body tore through it,

all happened very

he plummeted down. Black water and pieces of ice flew into the air as if there was an explosion, and Rain felt the