Chapter 78

Accashia watches the moon in the sky, taking just a few minutes every night that the sky is clear to see it grow larger. She attacks the shadows in front of her, screaming — letting out a loud battle cry that burns against her throat. The black blade on her hand made a swooshing sound against the air as it connected with the bones of the monsters, crushing them. Accashia attacks and continuously swings her sword until the battlefield is filled with nothing but a pile of bones.

The young lady heaves a sigh, letting the air fill her lungs and cool her heated body. She wipes the beads of sweat from her forehead with her arms as she counts how many monsters she has defeated. Her fingers pointed at the heap of bones.

She defeated most of them — still, no Calleb nor Pilak in sight. She was worried, heck — she feels close to having a panic attack.

But she can’t show her weakness and her fear. Not now. Not when the fight is just about to start. Accashia breathed in the cool air as her grip