210 Abrath, The King of Beasts

The crimson drop the fox had left me turned out to be a small lamp. The moment I touched it, the miniscule tear floated in the air above my head. I was expecting more from this strange animal, but then again, it was my fault for raising my expectations. At least I had some light. Thanks to it, I managed to wrench a solid piece of wood from the rubble and used it as a crutch.

I hopped on ahead. My body ached, but I had no other choice but move on. I've tried to restore time for my leg, mend it, but everything I tried resulted in me rewinding time to the moment the fox had disappeared. I couldn't replicate Raiya's spell, and I was running out of time.