Shadow Slave

Chapter 1821 A Thousand Steps Despite how tired Rain was, how badly she needed reprieve, she still sat on the ground and circulated her essence. Her body was absolutely motionless, but her soul was like a raging whirlpool.

At the heart of the whirlpool, soul essence was being refined into solid form by the crushing pressure. There were plenty of radiant grains there, already, sparkling like gemstones as they spun and collided. Rain could almost hear the melodious ringing, and feel her soul tremble slightly with each clash.

However, the brilliant gemstones were unable to fuse, yet. There weren't enough of them for that to happen.

She had to create more.

But it was such a slow and arduous process...

Rain was already doing much better than anyone was supposed to. After years of slaying Nightmare Creatures, her essence was especially potent. Her control of it was both forceful and intricate, remarkably precise - at least for someone below the Ascended Rank.

All she needed was time.

Sadly, Rain wasn't sure that she had any time left.

'I'm not fast enough…’

Deeply concerned, she gritted her teeth and concentrated wholly on controlling her essence.

When the moons reached the apogee of the cloudy sky, she allowed the raging whirlpool of her soul to dissipate and slumped, feeling like she was about to pass out from fatigue. . Dragging Tamar's conical helmet over with a weak hand, she drank half of the water that had accumulated inside and finally felt alive again.

A little.

Then, Rain woke the young Legacy up and curled on the ground, instantly falling asleep.

In the morning, her entire body felt broken. Rain had told Tamar that they would move on as soon as dawn broke, but in the end, they spent more time under the rock outcropping.

Rain knew that she wouldn't endure another day of dragging the stretcher with her hands, so something had to be done. After thinking for a while, she unsheathed her hunting knife and carefully separated the alloy mesh from the lining of her military jacket.

The alloy wire was very fine, but incredibly durable. She spent a lot of time patiently dismantling the mesh with the help of Tamar's enchanted dagger, then weaving the wires together. In the end, Rain was left with several meters of crude alloy rope.

The young Legacy was observing with an incredulous expression. Her pallor had become a little better, but she still looked terrible.

both of them

image, quite in line with her exalted status as the daughter of an old Legacy clan. Rain might not have had the same background, but she still endeavored to

both of them were dirty

mud from head to toe, with sunken eyes and chapped lips. Their hair was damp and tangled. Their clothes might have had

was a

at herself,

a

good to see that she still had enough spirit to be humorous

to weave wire rope,

that the Tyrant is blind? At least it won't be offended

she fashioned one end of the wire rope into a simple harness, then secured the other end to the

'Much better.'

far away in the distance. The abomination had not lost track of them despite the heavy rain. It was still following their scent,

‘Of course it is.’

"We have to go."

keeping the creature in the periphery of her vision - just

Nightmare Creatures could sense when a gaze was directed at them. So, she had been taught to never look at abominations directly when

Legacy training has something in common

and decided that it was probably

took a step forward. The wire rope dug into her skin, but it was much easier to pull the stretcher that way...

struggled against

quietly and gritted

from being cut by it, she leaned her body forward and pulled. Rain was

to see how long

Step, step. Another step.

A thousand steps.

More...

to a patch of drying mud in front of her, the feeling of the wire rope cutting into

her lungs as