CHRONICLES OF THE LAST SURVIVOR

Chapter 18

Nikita

“Who are you?” The feminine voice filtered into my ears. My eyes widened, not out of fear, although I was a little scared but if worse came to worse, I could just warp away, although I might collapse due to the strain, it was better than dying.

No, the reason why my eyes widened was due to two reasons, the first was because of the voice itself, it was soft and cold, almost ethereal, like snow itself, but it was also young. I never met Nikita in my past life, I only heard about her which was why I assumed she must at least be well along her years.

I knew that she was skilled and only a young person could handle being a blacksmith but that was when looking at things logically, in a world with anomalies and Shamblers, logic was just another joke of the universe. But now that I'm hearing her voice, I could see why she was so well known for being stubborn, after all, elderly ladies tend to avoid troubles.

The second reason was how calm she was. A normal person wouldn't even come ne