Unbound - Chapter Eight Hundred And Seventy Four: 874

... in her enchanted cowl, the only thing that kept her warm and dry despite the downpour. There had been a lot of storms the past few days, and they were getting worse.

Rain rolled over the coast, sizzling against their protective wards. The Bitter Sea was acidic, but it wasn't truly dangerous, not this close to the shore. At most it would cause some minor burns. Heva had heard stories about people falling overboard when they tried to brave the distant depths and dissolving the very moment ...