Ice and Fire (10)

Eleanor Crossfell's younger brother, Aiden Crossfell, was a particularly sore spot for her.

Even when it stung as though her flesh had been cut, or burned as though frozen by frostbite.

In the end, he was a finger she had no choice but to clutch tightly….

The people of the family always told her,

that rotten parts had to be cut off decisively.

‘…Is that why this happened?’

She could not know.

She had never imagined that being swallowed whole by a black magician from Hell Service would be the end of her younger brother.

Faced with an ending she had never imagined even in her dreams, Eleanor Crossfell froze like a stone monument.

In the place where her brother had been, there was no scream, no trace...