"She's alive, she really is alive!"
Until the knights dragged her onto the horse's back, Ave stood frozen in place, her gaze never leaving the figure enveloped in ice and snow.
She had always believed it so firmly, but never expected to see her in such a sudden manner.
Ave's body trembled slightly. Despite her terror, a discordant smile tugged at her lips. The golden fur atop her head kept flailing against her scalp, but to little effect.
As Riverside Town was about to disappear from view, she saw Lance brandishing his longsword, charging decisively into the snow and ice, fiercely tearing open the three magic scrolls hung at his waist.
Instantly, the town was illuminated by the soaring flames. Fire and ice collided, dividing the entire world into distinct realms of red and blue. She couldn't tell whether the gusts hitting her were heat waves or cold winds. One moment she felt her skin would burst from the heat, and the next she seemed to be standing in a frozen cellar.
