Shadow Slave

Chapter 2181  Break Point

Rain was sprawled on the ground, breathing shallowly. She was too tired to move, and had no desire to either. There was a black fabric covering her face, so it was a bit dark, at least… the merciless radiance of the incandescent sky would have easily penetrated mundane cloth, but she was brazenly using [In Case of Emergency] to hide from the suffocating light. Who would have known that she would miss the frigid nights of Ravenheart one day?

It was so damn hot.

And she was so damn spent. Physically, mentally… emotionally.

The siege of the Greater Crossing had been a terrible affair. In fact, Rain had no words to describe how terrible, terrifying, hideous, and utterly horrid it had been. The endless battles, the heavy losses, the dwindling supplies… the torturous, ever-present heat. By now, the soldiers were not even despondent, they were simply numb. As if their capacity to comprehend horror and their endurance had been completely overwhelmed.

…It was quite a feat, to overwhelm the mental endurance of her fellow soldiers. All of them had overcome Nightmares and braved the dreadful reaches of the Dream Realm to become Awakened, after all. All except for her. She had never set foot into a Nightmare… at least not a Nightmare created by the Spell. The nightmare she was living had been created entirely with human hands. Four hands in particular — four lofty, royal hands. Rain was too tired to think about the King and the Queen. She had no energy to feel resentment. Her eyes were covered, and while she had no essence to spare on frivolous things, the passive effect of the [Pièce de Résistance] was still enough to prevent her from baking in the heat. She could stay still. "Rani…"