Chapter 20
Unurit
Egan stared in disbelief at the petite figure standing meters away, her face tilted upward, her arms outstretched. The rain pelted them, soaking them through to the skin, but it didn’t matter. None of it mattered because it was raining.
Raining!
A shout of joy came from behind him. Vacot edged his soosh closer to the costell and laughed. “Look at it, Egan! Look at all that beautiful water coming down on us! How is she able to do that? It’s like it’s coming from nowhere!”
“It doesn’t matter how she’s able to do it. What does matter is we’re finally getting rain. But this little bit isn’t going to be enough to break the years’ long drought.”
The surymander snorted. “I swear by the gods, Egan, someone could hand you a handful of the most precious gem coins on this plan
