Shadow Slave

Chapter 1815 Stranded The sky above the Moonriver Plain was grey and unfriendly. Drops of cold water were dribbling from above, and the winds were blowing above the barren wasteland, howling as they dove into the canyons.

Rain sat in front of the crackling fire for a few minutes, staring somberly into the distance. Her body was bruised, but there were no serious wounds. Her mind was clear.

It was just that the situation was a bit bleak.

Rain sighed heavily, then inspected her surroundings. Well... there wasn't much to inspect. The stony wasteland was nearly featureless. There were a few twisted, dead trees a dozen or so meters away.

Beyond that, far away, stood a weathered ruin... the canyon was on the other side, a stone throw away.

Next, she inspected herself and grimaced. Rain was wearing her usual leather pants, henley, wool vest, and jacket. She was not going to suffer from the cold because her body was protected by her worn-out military bodysuit, but her warm coat was still in her pack... which was back with the survey team, full of survival equipment.

The last time she had seen her sword, it was impaling the abominable hand to the ground. Her bow and quiver were now somewhere at the bottom of the canyon. The only weapons she had left were the hunting knife in the sheath attached to the small of her back, and a dagger hidden in her boot.

It wasn't much.

However, what concerned Rain the most was not the lack of weapons, but the lack of simple tools. There was no food or water, either...

Luckily, there was a young lady from a noble clan. Tamar had to have a few useful Memories in her soul arsenal.

Rain rubbed her face, then rose and walked over to the unconscious girl. After inspecting her carefully, she scowled and cursed quietly through gritted teeth.

"Damnation..."

Tamar... wasn't in a good shape. She was not at death's door, but her body was terribly battered. Her face was bruised, and judging by a slight grimace that contorted it with each breath, so were her ribs. One of her arms was badly injured if not for the vambrace of her enchanted armor, it would have been mangled even worse.

Worst of all, both of her legs seemed to be broken. She must have been slammed against the wall of the canyon or had been caught between rocks, being tossed around by the current. Well... it was already a miracle that they had managed to survive, In fact, Rain should have been worse off than Tamar, whose Awakened physique was much more robust.

Her teacher must have made rescuing her a priority.

Rain sighed deeply.

She wasn't particularly fond of the haughty Legacy, but there was also no animosity between them. So, seeing her in such a sorry state made Rain feel despondent.

chosen to catch the falling laborer instead of saving herself, after all. If she had been more selfish, she might have

"Stupid woman..."

for a while, then rose and

couple of minutes later, carrying a

recover from many terrible wounds. The healed much faster. Tamar seemed to have already saturated her core,

perks of being

known to provide their young with a lot of support... granted,

were in a hurry to make her as strong as

made Rain

wasn't too concerned about the younger girl

Dream Realm. They were lost and

hesitated for a few moments and unsheathed her knife. She cut her henley and then tore off its sleeves with a regretful expression. Finally, she sat down on the ground and started

Tamar's bones before

and approached the Legacy girl. Her greaves

and stripped, since Awakened could simply summon and dismiss it. However, that did not mean that it couldn't be taken off normally, Granted, Rain wasn't very familiar with how all these plates

of trying to remove a greave when something about her surroundings subtly changed. Looking up, she was a little startled to see that Tamar

"...What are you doing?"

Legacy girl's

Rain looked down.

'Ah.’

seemed like she was trying to loot the half-dead young lady for a pair of

and then said in

"Don't scream."

in confusion. Then, her eyes widened, and

finally caught up with

"Argh... aaah... damn it!"

the ground and gritted her teeth,

of the greave and shook her head

work,

waved to