◈ Chapter 86:
Rain gradually opened his eyes. The world was a blur, a mess of indiscernible colours and shapes. He squinted trying to make sense of it, or trying to make something come into focus. A green blob moved closer to him and waved an appendage blob in front of his face.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Rain put a paw to his face and rubbed across his eyes. He flinched as his paw pads touched bone. Pain. So much horrible Pain. His entire body felt like one big injury. Rubbing his eye lids seemed to help a bit and when he opened his eyes again he was able to see the blurry green shape was a blurry green Goblin.
"What happened?" he managed to get out. He noticed his voice sounded ragged, guttural, the combined destruction of his throat and lip.
"Goddam you sound like shit."
"...Thanks Opal."
With a struggle, he sat up, but still couldn't see much. He blinked rapidly to try and clear his sight. To his surprise, it worked, and things came into focus.
He was still in the square but... the demon bits were...
"Where did all the demons go?"
"Huh? Oh, you mean all that nasty bloody stuff? It started turning into green fire and disappearing after a while. Took a long time, there was a lot of it."
He looked around in dismay, the square was just empty, as though no great battle had been fought, well, that is if you didn't count the flattening of Lynthia. He had been hoping to eat some of the demons if only to heal, even if they tasted vile.
Speaking of healing, he looked over his body. It was in a sorry state, he could even see his intestine poking through his stomach wall where a spear had cut into him. Pain was an understatement, but he almost felt as if all the pains together were working against each other. Hard to have a point of reference of what wasn't pain if everything everywhere was pain. He noted that his mane had changed and wasn't so dark and shedding the light anymore, although it was definitely still longer than it had been. He was fairly sure his eyes were back to normal too since that was the case.
"The others?"
"Uh, they saw the streets filled with blood and were too scared to come closer."
Rain nodded. At least they lived.
His eyes shifted across the ruined town square, rain still drizzling, until they came to rest on the body of a man. Rain's eyes narrowed. He could see him moving, shifting, gradually awakening.
"I have potions for healing, you ah, look like you need them rather a lot..." said Opal, gesturing at her hip where a number of vials had been strung around a pair of shorts she had apparently acquired somewhere. He noted that she was standing too, and was mostly balanced, only the occasional wobbled leg or sway.
"No."
With a gruelling effort Rain managed to slowly, laboriously get his feet under him, then even more slowly he rose until he was standing. He nearly fell there and then, staggering to keep his balance. Setting what remained of his lip he made his way toward the Ranker.
The man saw him coming and began to struggle, trying to move, to escape, but to no avail. Rain advanced and then fell on him, falling to all fours and slamming his paw down on his neck. He snarled into the Ranker's face.
"I promised you a hateful miserable death
Ranker.
