Eventually, the battle was over. The Nightmare Creatures had been eliminated, and the tired soldiers sprawled on the ground, breathing heavily.
Rain was sitting on the scarlet moss, as well, cradling her bruised side with a somber expression. The sweltering heat of Godgrave was especially suffocating today, so she summoned the Green Canteen and poured cool water over her head.
'...I won't survive like that.'
She had thought that dealing with her Flaw was possible… and it was, most likely. However, learning how to deal with it required time, which was hard to come by during a war, and tools that she lacked.
Rain had managed so far with Tamar's help, but how long could it last?
Shifting her gaze, she looked at her shadow.
Her brother was right there. His offer still stood. If she so wished, she could desert the Song Army at any moment and be whisked away to safety.
Leaving her comrades — and her principles — behind.
