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
in the end,
her despair, the long-awaited reprieve
fell. The abominable giant would lumber in the distance in the first half of the
she could still see its silhouette,
she couldn't
It was even possible that its eyes were gradually regenerating. . . Awakened abominations possessed
mundane person was nothing special
any case, the giant was
darkness enveloped the world. The three moons and the sea of stars were hidden behind the clouds, so it was even more oppressive than before. The rain fell in a constant stream, reducing the visibility even
to the ground, kneeling in
"Are we stopping? "
the grim feeling of dread from
slowly shook
stop.
too close, so
deep breath, feeling cold air cut her
a luminous Memory.
using one before, afraid that light would
them. The streams of water falling from the sky seemed to ignite with that light, glistening like
It was pretty.
Rain sighed.
rose from the ground and continued
South, south. . .
far south had they
would they reach their
It did not matter.
her. She continued to spin her essence and listened to the
state
worst part was that
them. It could have even
to keep
And so she did.
thoughts disappeared from
of her
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
was turning into
the streams of cold water wash the mud off her
smile was a little
so frequent that there were almost no breaks between
fused into a continuous litany of deafening roars. If it had seemed as if the sky was
had descended upon the
yet, Rain
about walking forward, one step
But then. . .
couldn't walk forward
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