Chapter 147: And then there were none

Blood covered the glaive. I bent down and ripped a cloak from a dead body and used it to clean my new favourite weapon. I made it look easy, but I'd burned through quite a bit of qi in my anger. The wounds they managed to inflict upon me started to hurt now it was over.

Gisael appeared by my side. I hadn't killed them all alone, her arrows were strewn amongst the corpses.

"Angry bear," she said. "Stop. I will patch you."

I twisted to look at the wound on my back, but it was a mistake it opened up more and pain shot through my side. "Ouch."

"Idiot," she said and patched the wound with stinky much from her pouch. I closed my eyes and began to qi stitch. "Hurry," she said.

The Gargscarab was a lumbering train of death and it was headed our way. It looked like it walked slowly but because it was so huge it was relatively fast.