"What the hell is this?" asked the old snake in horror seeing the white thing, "Fire," I replied as I had finally released it.
This is white fire, which I got a few years ago in ruin, which exploded right after.
It is an extremely powerful fire that even suppression of the world was not able to destroy. The only reason I was even able to get it was the hidden being; without it, I would be burned by it without even touching it.
Ashlyn liked this fire; she bathed in it; till now, I was not suicidal enough to try, but now, the circumstances have forced me.
It is not a tiny wisp of fire I had released, but a goblet.
I want to leave nothing to chance; the Grimms, like old snakes, have many ways they might even be able to survive these impossible conditions, so it is better for me not to hold back.
