Shadow Slave
Chapter 1711
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 demon
by silence. The Huntsman entered the vast clearing, his armored boot sinking into the
its quills in a vain hope to
'Come on, come closer.'
into the
stepping on the ice. The darkness nestling in his helmet moved mockingly, and he raised the
‘Curse you!'
just as smart as she was. So, fhe seemed to have easily recognized the threat that a thin
had expected as
and continued backing away, increasing the distance between them with each
away from the battle if
She didn't think so.
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
from inside the Huntsman's helmet, which was shaped to resemble the snarling snout
was
Wow, Come get me,
his axe, sending a tremor through it,
sound resounded from below them as
She prepared herself.
stunning speed. The wind howled as his massive body tore through it,
happened very
was advancing, his foot fell through the ice, and in the next moment, he plummeted down. Black water and pieces of ice
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