Shadow Slave

Chapter 1828: Lost and Found Chapter 1828: Lost and Found

Rain made her way back to where Tamar was leaning on the spear, put the sword down, and sprawled tiredly in the mud.

Now that the Tyrant was dead, the rush of power she had felt because of the Awakening receded.

Her body might have been tempered and reforged, but it was still depleted and weary. Her mind, too... she was dead tired.

Some distance away, the abomination's corpse was laying on the ground like a small hill of flesh. The creature was dead, but its minions weren't — the monstrous hands were still moving, searching for the killer in blind fury. Luckily, they remained attached to the Tyrant's corpse, so their reach was limited. Until the corpse decomposed and fell apart, nothing would reach Rain and Tamar.

The movements of the terrible hands were a little panicked.

Looking at the sky, Rain let out a long sigh.

The storm was slowly dissipating. The wind had already grown weaker, and the rain was not as heavy anymore. The lightning did not strike as often. The roaring thunderclaps were not as loud, as if growing distant.

She could even see gaps in the veil of dark storm clouds.

Unexpectedly, rays of pale sunlight were pouring from through the gaps.

Which meant that it was the seventh day of their journey.

Rain stared at the rays of sunshine with displeasure.

‘How annoying.’

She had hoped that it was still the sixth night, just to avoid the Nightmare Spell's favorite number.

Rain had a mild aversion to the number seven, purely out of obstinance.

Tamar finally let go of her spear and fell back on her stretcher. The younger girl looked at her for a long time, her eyes full of questions.

But in the end, her exhaustion won, and she simply closed them.

Not long after, both Rain and Tamar were asleep, laying next to each other in the mud.

This was the first time in a long while they slept peacefully.

***

By the time Rain woke up, the sky had cleared.

Strangely enough, she didn't feel groggy or exhausted. Her body did not ache all over, either.

Instead, it was brimming with energy and vitality.

The low hum of the Weeping Goddess enveloped the world like a lullaby.

the clear sky for a few moments in

I'm an Awakened

Tyrant. The forest of

That was a relief.

away, she raised her own hands

like silk.

her hands, she stared

Her calluses were gone.

‘Huh.’

blinked a

hands looked soft and delicate, as if she

was a bit stupid, but she couldn't help letting a small smile creep up

‘Wait a minute... ’

her dirty, tattered shirt and unclasped the military bodysuit. Peeling it

the blow that the Huntsman had dealt her was gone. A few other scars she had

‘Wow. Ah! ’

was delighting in the sight of her ladylike body, a

are you doing?

hurriedly pulled the bodysuit close, embarrassed at being caught doing

she saw Tamar looking

‘Right.’

Rain smiled sheepishly.

just... good morning, Tamar.

remained silent for a while, maintaining her usual stern frown. She glanced at the sky, which was already being painted golden and scarlet by

she opened her

an Awakened all

but to act when the Tyrant was about to catch them... but how was she supposed

done processing what had happened

met Tamar's gaze and shook

know that I wasn't. If I was, I wouldn't have put

in the

other logical explanation. Reality and reason were clashing in her

a while,

you have some kind of powerful Flaw that limits when and how you can

for a

I have no such Flaw. I wasn't hiding my Rank

Tamar gritted her teeth.

How were you able to slay the Tyrant? It doesn't make any sense. It's impossible for a

of her head, remained silent for a few moments,

not have been able to wield

took a deep