chapter 105
Rain shook his head, trying to clear his tired mind. He needed, he needed to get up and... search for Opal. Placing one paw on the back of an Orc he helped lever himself up, a slow climb onto two feet where he swayed like a tree in the wind, barely managed to remain upright as his body screamed in protest. He gazed out over the lake of Orc bodies. Was Opal alive in here? Trapped amongst the dead or dying? Amongst hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of bodies? He almost slumped down in despair, but then something caught his eye, a flash of white fluff, an arm waving for help amongst the dead, right at the edge of the lake. Rain slowly approached, carefully picking his way across the field of bodies, nearly slipping over a number of times as his body barely held together. He came to the a
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