'D-damn... that was intense!'
She exhaled slowly, then glanced at the porters.
Everyone was in one piece. The survey specialists were all fine, as well.
Which was... more than a little unexpected.
'Did my teacher protect them secretly?’
Rain suspected that he did. Especially because the dead pilgrim was suspiciously missing.
Had the dead man been swept into the canyon in all the mayhem, or had her teacher pushed him Into the chasm while no one was looking?
She would have to ask him later...
But it was too early to relax, still.
Picking up her quiver, Rain lamented the loss of several arrows, then circled around the pinned hand of the Tyrant and approached the edge of the chasm.
She stopped near Ray and Tamar. All three of them looked down.
The depths of the canyon were shrouded in darkness, and it was impossible to say how far down its bottom was.
Ray swept his hair back nervously and looked at them.
"Do you think it's dead?"
Tamar lingered for a moment, then pursed her lips and hesitantly shook her head.
"I haven't heard anything from the Spell."
Turning back, she glanced at the severed hand that Rain pinned to the ground with her sword.
"Go finish that thing off, Ray. It should be the Tyrant's minion... what a bizarre creature, by the dead gods."
Who had countless hands instead of proper minions?
Ray sighed, then readied his weapons and headed away from the edge.
A storm of sparks rose around the Legacy girl, and then, the wolf Echo manifested itself behind her. There was no need to let it be damaged by the fall - she had simply dismissed it, then summoned it back.
Finally, Tamar turned to Rain and studied her for a moment.
Then, she scowled.
"You..."
However, before she could finish the sentence, chilling wail resounded from the depths of the canyon, reverberating across the plain. It was like the world itself was weeping.
The flood was coming.
It was impossible to hear her voice now, this close to the chasm.
...It was also impossible to discern what Fleur was shouting.
Rain stared across the canyon in confusion. The Awakened healer was jumping and waving her hands in the air, pointing at them with a desperate expression on her lovely face,
"...ack!...ope... ing... all! ...ack!"
Rain could barely hear anything because of the wailing.
'Ack? What is trying to... pack? Attack? Crack?’
Back?
Suddenly, he eyes widened.
Rain looked at Tamar in panic, but it was already too late.
The edge of the canyon... had been damaged severely by the barrage of blows dealt to it by the Tyrant. The weathered stone was broken and cracked.
And just then, it finally crumbled.
Before Rain could do anything, the entire side of the canyon suddenly moved, and then collapsed, falling into the wailing darkness.
And the two of them were pulled down with it, plummeting into the bottomless chasm alongside countless tons of broken stone.