Chapter 8 Nothing At All (1/2)

Chapter 8 Nothing At All

"Because thein the silence Three pairs of eyes widened, staring right at Sunny

"Why do you say that?"

After thinking about it, Sunny came to the conclusion that the tyrant was, indeed, still alive His reasoning was pretty straightforward: he did not hear the Spell congratulating hi the creature after it fell off the cliff Which meant that it was not slain

But he couldn't explain that to his companions

He pointed up

"The ht to land on this platform Yet it wasn't har off the platform?"

Neither Hero nor the slaves could find a flaw in his argument

Sunny continued

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"Which means that it's still alive, so back, ill be delivering ourselves into its maw"

shi+fty cursed loudly and crawled closer to the bonfire, staring into the darkness with terror in his eyes Scholar rubbed his te:

"Of course Why didn't I realize myself?"

Hero was theit over, he nodded

"Then we go up and over the lanced in the direction where the tyrant had fallen

"If the h possibility that it will return here, and then pursue us Which means that time is of the essence We will need to estured to the torn bodies littering the platforht anyather supplies now If there was a chance, I would have liked to give these people at least a hu all that we can from then, but alas, fate has decided otherwise"

Hero rose to his feet and brandished a sharp knife shi+fty tensed up and watched the blade carefully, but then relaxed, seeing that the young soldier showed no sign of aggression

"Food, water, warm clothes, firewood That is e need to find Let us split up and accomplish one task each"

Then he pointed at himself with the tip of the knife

"I will carve the oxen carcasses to get us some meat"

Scholar looked around the stone platforrimaced

"I'll look for firewood"

shi+fty also glanced left and right, with a strange glea warave hi look

"Most of our water was stored on the wagon But each of on Gather as many as you can find"

Soh fro for dead soldiers with half a dozen flagons already weighing hi in the cold, he finally stumbled on the last broken body clad in leather armor

The old veteran — the one who had whipped hi to accept Hero's flask — was badly injured and dying, but,to life Horrible wounds were covering his chest and stomach, and he was clearly in a lot of pain

His ti soldier and looked hion

'What irony,' he thought