Dauntless God Of War

Harold also took the chance to take a short break.

Dawn arrived after they got around three hours of sleep.

The moment the sun pierced through the sky, Harold opened his eyes while Evelyn woke up because she was starving.

The first thing that Evelyn did after she awakened was to caress her stomach, grumbling. “I'm so hungry and thirsty!”

Harold peered at her. Hmm, she is right. My lips are cracked from dehydration.

“Everything here, from the animals to the plants, is constantly shrouded by the poisonous gas here, so there's no way they are consumable. Does your ankle still hurt? If it doesn't, we can leave this place after the sky turns bright,” Harold told Evelyn after glimpsing her face.

“Let me see whether I can walk or not.” Evelyn supported herself with the tree root as she stood up.

“Ahh!” The moment she took a tentative step, Evelyn screamed, falling to the ground due to the pain in her leg.

“Let me take a look.” Harold walked over, lifting Evelyn's skirt and taking off her heels.

Then Harold noticed Evelyn's fair ankle had become reddened and swollen. He gently rubbed the affected part, soothing the horrible ache that Evelyn was feeling.

Harold twisted Evelyn's ankle forcefully at that moment. A snapping sound was heard as if a bone had been rearranged.

“Hey! What are you doing?” Evelyn shouted, trying to retract her foot instinctively. She glared at Harold as the pain overwhelmed her.

On the other hand, Harold ignored the infuriated look on Evelyn's face as he said casually, “Try standing up again.”

“You did that to my... Wait... my ankle doesn't hurt that much anymore!” Initially, Evelyn wanted to screw Harold upside down. But then, she realized her ankle didn't hurt as much as before when she retracted her foot.

That said, Evelyn got up, trying to take a step or two. Even though her foot had a slight sting, it didn't hurt like before, and she could walk on her own now. Evelyn turned her head toward Harold, exclaiming excitedly, “This is amazing! How did you do this?”

“You shouldn't be barefoot in a place like this. You better get your shoes on your feet. We are leaving.” Harold threw Evelyn's high heels over to her.

“Forget it if you don't want to tell me. Why are you so aloof anyway?” Evelyn retorted with dissatisfaction after hearing Harold's words. However, she, too, knew how dangerous it was to walk around without her shoes on in such a cryptic area, so Evelyn quickly put her shoes on.