Shadow Slave

Chapter 1824

Chapter 1824 After Me Comes the Flood The Tyrant was still behind them, its towering figure moving slowly in the distance.

Rain reminded herself that they could not waste any time. And yet, she had no strength left to rise.

However, that was alright.

She had felt the same way the previous time she fell, and the time before that, and the time before that...

Letting out a quiet groan, Rain sat up, then slowly staggered to her feet. Walking over to where she had dropped the hunting knife, she picked it up and sheathed her blades. The crude sheath she had made for the enchanted dagger was coming undone, sliced by its sharp blade. . . but it would hold for a day or two, which was more than she could ask for.

Finally, she looked at Tamar.

"How. . . how are you doing? "

The young Legacy was laying down on the stretcher, breathing heavily. Her breathing did not sound good.

"I'm alright. I heal fast. The bleeding is already stopping. ”

Rain nodded.

Even if the bleeding did not stop, there was little she could do. All she could do was trust in Tamar's incredible resilience.

Walking over to where the alloy harness lay in the mud, Rain glanced at the corpses of the three

Nightmare Creatures. Usually, she would have harvested meat and soul shards from them, but the Tyrant was too close.

There was no time.

‘I just need to hold on until nightfall. Then. . . then, I can rest.’

She put the harness on and pulled the stretcher.

She just had to keep walking.

And keep her essence flowing.

Life had been complicated, but now, it was very simple. The scope of her existence was narrowed down to these two things.

She dragged Tamar away from the dead abominations,

They continued their gruesome journey.

As Rain walked, she could feel her soul changing subtly. There were countless radiant crystals at the heart of the whirlpool now, all being pressed together by the crushing pressure.

She could feel the pressure growing.

As it did, the rain was becoming more violent, as well. It slowly grew from a constant downpour to a pelting deluge, as if the sky was slowly splitting open.

The weather was strange. Tamar had mentioned once that it did not rain that often, or that much, in the southern reaches of the Moonriver Plain. . . her ancestral Citadel was somewhere nearby, so she would know.

It seemed that the world was either helping them or trying to kill them. Rain wasn't sure which, and didn't care to find out.

about was making it

the

her despair, the long-awaited

Tyrant by the time darkness fell. The abominable giant would lumber in the

still see its silhouette, following them from

she had grown so weak that she couldn't maintain sufficient speed anymore, or perhaps

even possible that its eyes were gradually regenerating. . . Awakened abominations possessed stunning vitality, after all, just like Awakened

impossible for a mundane person was

any case, the giant

sea of stars were hidden behind the clouds, so it was even more oppressive than before. The rain

lowered herself to the ground,

"Are we stopping? "

couldn't hide the grim feeling of dread from her

shook her

can't stop.

so

took a deep breath, feeling cold air cut her

luminous

that light would attract uninvited guests, but there wasn't much choice

light flowed from behind her, illuminating a narrow circle around them. The streams of water falling from the sky seemed to ignite with that light,

It was pretty.

Rain sighed.

the ground and

South, south. . .

had they

they

It did not matter.

behind her. She continued to spin her essence and listened to the

had reached a state

worst part was that she couldn't

far away, or only a few hundred meters behind them. It

need to keep

And so she did.

all thoughts disappeared from

that was left was the ringing of her soul, which was slowly growing louder

rain was becoming heavier and heavier, as well. A powerful wind rose, sending water flying almost parallel to the ground. Soon, a blinding flash illuminated

was turning into a furious

water wash

smile was

that there were almost no breaks

roars. If it had seemed

and prodigious storm had descended upon the Moonriver

Rain

think about walking forward, one step

But then. . .

walk forward

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