Chapter: 459
“Ah!?” she jumped slightly.
Feeling something grab her ankle she was startled for a moment.
On the ground was a pale looking man with cracked lips and sunken eyes. If she didn’t know any better she would think he was some type of undead.
All she could do was stare – a mix of both confusion and fright.
“Huh?” she said.
“..waterrr..” he was quiet, his voice raspy and his throat bone dry.
She could barely hear much more than a zombie-like groan, a strained breath. Perhaps he was an undead?
“What was that?” She leant closer.
He looked straight into her eyes with his dead-looking eyes.
“Water.”
“Water?”
Jay nodded weakly, holding out his hand.
His body could heal from HP but it seemed it still required food and water. Plus, it seemed that his broken ribs were still healing, he needed more time before he could stand again.
The girl complied, pulling out a plump, fat, juicy-looking water skin; beads of glistening droplets covering it.
“Here you go,” she smiled, popping the cork out as she went back to fighting.
Jay’s eyes beamed with joy, lighting up as he saw the glistening sack of fresh stream water.
For a moment he was like a baby, suckling on the water skin – but slowly, his strength returned.
Sitting up, he leant against the treant body with a pained groan.
He began sucking it in deeply – instead of a baby, he was now more like a vampire, smiling as he gripped it and squeezing it down his throat.
His eyes were looking at it like a hungry wolf as he sucked it dry.
As the water level decreased, the water bag sagged and made it harder to squeeze water out – of course, Jay was not having any of this.
It was either his life or the water bags, and Jay was taking no prisoners.
He heroically lifted it up as if he was Dan lifting up his battle axe, then continued to chug.
This battle for water was more glorious than slaying some boring treant hectopede, and Jay would be victorious.
The dagger-girl gave Jay a weird look as he was being weird with her water skin; she decided she would get a new one after seeing this.