Actually, Rain already knew what miracle could save her. It wasn't a miracle that could happen to her, but rather a miracle she could make happen.
It was her Awakening.
Just like her teacher had said, it was the only solution to this lethal predicament.
The problem was that the formation of her soul core was far away, while the Tyrant was too close. The abomination was not drawing closer yet, but it would soon.
If Rain could rest with no distraction and concentrate on meditating steadily, there would have been hope of Awakening before the hideous giant caught its prey. But she had to escape from it, dragging Tamar across the wasteland, from dusk till dawn.
She had to rest at night to recover at least some of her strength, so there were only a few short hours for her to circulate her essence while keeping watch.
Those hours were woefully insufficient for the task at hand.
But actually…
Wasn't she looking at it all wrong?