Chapter 8: Chapter 8 A time to rest

Emerald’s dinner was a stew. The broth hadn’t had time to thicken substantially, but some of the same green vegetables as Taeol had given him lent the dish a nice spice. It was awkward balancing the bowl on his knees to eat with one hand, but Nathan devoured three bowls. Luckily, there was plenty, and after the meal Emerald filled up a sort of wide-mouthed canteen and handed it to Nathan. “F-for tomorrow.”

Nathan thanked the enigmatic armored fighter for the food, then checked his status again.

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