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.
cared about was making it to
in the end,
to her despair, the long-awaited
time darkness fell. The abominable giant would lumber in the distance in the first half of the day, then slowly disappear
this time, she could still see
she had grown so weak that she couldn't maintain sufficient speed anymore, or perhaps
its eyes were gradually regenerating.
for a mundane person was nothing special to
the giant was
so it was even more oppressive than before. The rain fell in a
lowered herself to the ground, kneeling in
"Are we stopping? "
the grim feeling
slowly shook
can't stop. Not
Tyrant was too close, so they
deep breath, feeling cold
luminous
avoided using one before, afraid that light would attract uninvited guests, but
light flowed from behind her, illuminating a narrow circle around them. The streams of water falling from the sky seemed to ignite
It was pretty.
Rain sighed.
from the ground
South, south. . .
far south had they
they reach
It did not matter.
continued to walk, arduously pulling the heavy stretcher behind her. She continued to spin her essence and
a state of being beyond
the worst part was that she couldn't see the Tyrant
a few hundred meters behind them. It could have even been reaching for them with its countless
to
And so she did.
disappeared
that was left was the ringing of her soul, which was slowly growing
not notice that the pelting 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
of cold water wash the
was
so frequent that there were almost no breaks
continuous litany of deafening roars. If it had seemed as if the sky was splitting open before, then it
storm had descended upon the
Rain
walking forward, one step at a
But then. . .
walk
About Shadow Slave - Chapter 1824
Shadow Slave is the best current series of the author Guiltythree. With the below Chapter 1824 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 1824 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com