The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 16 Hiding

Oliver barked sharply. “Go, now! I’ll hold them off!”

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Isolde, knowing he could fend for himself, quickly replied, “I’ll leave a trail for you. There’s a place you can hide for now. Once you get free, head right. Near a large boulder covered in vines, you’ll find the entrance

to a cave”

Without waiting for a response, she scooped up Theone and ran forward with all her might. But the mountain bandits closed in, blocking her escape from three sides.

She swiftly unfastened her belt, secured Theodric to her back, and, with her Flowing Cloud Whip in hand. dove into the fray alongside Leonis.

Leonis fought ferociously, lunging and tearing at the attackers, saving Isolde from several close calls. But with Theodrien on her back, she was at a disadvantage

She couldn’t launch an offensive and was forced to defend, step by step. After over a hundred exchanges. her arms were slashed, and a cut on her calf slowed her down. Theodric clung to her, sobbing in fright

Suddenly. Oliver broke free from the enemy’s encirclement, leaping through the air like a hawk. He landed with precision, knocking several bandits aside with swift kicks before turning to her. “Are you hurt?” he demanded.

“Just scratches! Isolde shouted back, breathless.

“Go. now!” Oliver commanded, slashing his way toward her, his blade cutting down those who dared. approach.

Without hesitation, Isolde turned and fled. The night was pitch black, and she couldn’t see the path ahead. She relied entirely on memory to guide her.

Her exceptional memory, honed through her past battlefield experience, didn’t fail her. She reached the hidden cave she’d stumbled upon in a previous life.

Tossing down her handkerchief as a marker, she slipped inside and quickly untied Theodric. At last, she allowed herself a moment to catch her breath.

“We’re safe now,” she whispered, holding Theodric close her voice soft but steady.

The boy lay limply against her, his sobbing subsided, though he remained silent. Isolde noticed his burning forehead–his fever was worse. He needed a healer, and fast.

Clutching Theodric, she waited anxiously for what felt like hours. At last, she heard faint movement outside. Her heart leapt Is it the bandits or Oliver

Relief washed over her as Leonis bounded into the cave She hugged the wolf tightly before looking up to see Oliver slip inside behind him

The sharp scent of blood hit her nose. She noticed his labored breathing

“You’re hurt?” she asked, alarmned

Just a scratch, Oliver replied gruilly, dismissing her concern. He sank to the ground beside her, his

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answered. “I found it by chance long ago. The vines outside hide the entrance-it just

cave. Only their ragged breathing broke the silence. Theodric stirred, startled awake by the

whispered, stroking his back gently. If you cry, the bad men

small body trembling as he buried his face

through the quiet. “How do you know Wolf Mountain so

Isolde hissed, motioning for him

outside came the chaotic sound of footsteps and angry shouts. Search every inch of this cursed mountain! Find those wretches

She held him close, her touch steadying his trembling frame.

shoulder to shoulder. Their heartbeats thundered in the oppressive silence, each pulse magnified by the confined space. Torchlight flickered

like a predator

the hiding place proved its worth. The light and voices faded as the bandits moved on.

but his fingers came away sticky and wet. He

to her. “You’re injured?

Isolde replied, her voice

on immediately. “What’s

in her voice, Isolde said, “Five inches

blade in Oliver’s hand flashed, slicing precisely five inches from her right hand. The sharp scent of blood filled the air.

touch, he felt a cold, slippery surface. It

he

replied curtly.

trembling as he asked, “What… what is

a faint smile. “Don’t be afraid. At bites

around the wound. “It’s too dark to tell

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venomous. Hold still,”

Isolde muttered, her voice unclear.

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Oliver pressed his palm, infused with warm energy, against her shoulder,

Isolde’s voice was faint, almost a whisper.

venomous snake.

light, Oliver’s eyes flickered.

properties to counteract poison and swelling, was their only