Shadow Slave

Chapter 1820: Waiting for Rain Chapter 1820: Waiting for Rain

In the end, her worst expectations had not come true.

But it was very close.

The Tyrant had not happened to be there by coincidence. It was, in fact, following their scent. Rain saw from afar as its ugly shape rose from the canyon, pulling itself onto the stone with a dozen monstrous hands. The creature looked like a hideous giant that was on the verge of toppling under the weight of its bulging hump.

However, it wasn't really a hunchback. Instead, the mound on its back was simply there to allow for countless arms to protrude forward, all ending with terrifying claws.

The most eerie part was that the abomination looked vaguely human-like, as if it had been a person once. If it had, then it must have been eons ago.

After climbing out of the canyon, the Tyrant spent some time wandering near the edge, its oversized head low to the ground. Dragging Tamar away with all her might, Rain couldn't help but glance back, into the distance, from time to time.

She couldn't understand what the Tyrant was doing.

But when it wandered to the ruins, spent some time there, then stumbled south, she realized something.

The abomination was sniffing for their scent.

That would mean that they were done for... only it didn't. Because there was one detall playing to their advantage.

The Tyrant was blind.

Rain herself had blinded it, putting two arrows through its eyes. So, even though the creature seemed hellbent on following them, it couldn't simply rush in their direction. It had to follow their scent laboriously, stumbling across rough terrain as it forged a path forward.

Its hatred seemed to be truly boundless, though, because even after a few hours, the ghastly figure could still be seen far in the distance, wandering the plain in search of them. They couldn't lose it.

'Curses...'

Rain was slowly increasing the distance between them and the tyrant. Her arms were on fire, as if her muscles would melt at any moment. Her breathing had turned hoarse, and she felt like she was drowning. It took all of her resolve and determination to keep pushing forward, dragging the makeshift stretcher behind her.

Just a few hours had passed, and she was already in such a sorry state, So, despite the fact that the distance was increasing, Rain did not feel at ease.

That was because she knew that she wouldn't be able to keep this pace up indefinitely. More than that, once the night fell, they would have to stop.

She would need to rest. Tamar was not doing too well, either with her injuries, what she needed was to remain still and recuperate, not be jolted painfully every few moments as her stretcher dragged across bumps and creases. lіghtn\оvеlс\аvе~c`о\m. Her broken legs had to be a cause of constant torment.

the rough handling, it was simply too dangerous to travel across the Moonriver Plain at night. Despite the abundance

'Bad, bad. It's bad!'

to rest. It was not afraid of the darkness, either. So, Rain had to get as far away from him as possible before nightfall, so that they would not be caught until

happen if the abomination did

breath, Rain glanced at her

she was pretty sure

about Tamar, though? Would his benevolence extend to a stranger from

members were also tied

could

'I'm going to die...'

like she would die from the

And yet, she persisted.

moons rose into the sky, she could barely feel her hands. But she could not

mound to shield them from the wind and placed the stretcher down. Then, she simply fell to

move. Tamar wasn't much better, laying motionlessly on the stretcher. Her face was even

In the darkness, its harsh desolation looked beautiful and shrouded in mystery. A myriad of bright stars shimmered in the sky, veiled here and there by

"Rani... are you alive?"

Tamar's voice sounded weak.

Rain couldn't

"It seems so."

asked

extends this far? If we die... will

for a while, then sald

have already fallen Into

She couldn't

sit up. Leaning on the cold surface of the

did from physical exhaustion. So,

like mine, can't the heavens

could wash away their

Rain asked Tamar

of the remaining meat in

the young Legacy looked at her somberly and