Chapter 100: I Really Hate The Cold (Ethel POV)

"Yeah… Even if you did practice as hard as you could… it would just bring down your fighting capabilities. It would be best if you focused on hand-to-hand combat as I've noticed you're quite talented at that," Auntie says before walking back in front of us. 

Lucy looked slightly depressed with a single tear running down her cheek as she stared off into the abyss.

I giggled a bit before Auntie came over to me first.

"Okay, I used a bow for quite some time before switching over to the sword, so I should be able to help you… First, let's see your form," 

I raised my bow and pulled back the stretchy string made from ice. 

It was a strange cold sensation, but I held the position firmly while Auntie adjusted my form. 

A few hours then passed, and our weapon session had ended much faster than we originally anticipated. 

It seemed easy in the beginning as she adjusted our form but then we had to spar against her for 20 minutes straight without a break. 

If we stopped, we would get a slap on the back of our hands and then have to hold a push-up position for another 20 minutes. 

But there was no punishment for stopping while running as we didn't want to freeze to death outside… so that was enough to push us to run as fast as we could so we could have just the slightest bit of warmth from the fireplace. 

"This is abuse," I mutter, rubbing the back of my red hand.

I then reached for the soft snow below me as it was the only water source within my reach. 

I was parched, and my lips were dry from breathing through my mouth in the cold air… 

"Then don't stop next time," Auntie says as she grabs my hand and gives me a wooden cup filled with clean water. 

"Thanks," I respond, breathing out a long cloud of white mist. 

"Never eat the snow," 

"Why?" 

"You'll become more dehydrated," 

"Ah, okay," 

There was a long awkward silence between us as the rest of the girls were inside the wooden cabin, warming up with the fire. 

I was still outside as I was the last one to finish the run. 

"You seem out of it… What's wrong?" Auntie asks as she rubs the top of my head with her thumb. 

"I hate the cold," 

"May I ask why?" 

"No," 

"I see… Well, if you need somebody to talk to, I'm here," Auntie says as she pulls my head towards her shoulder. 

I leaned against her, breathing out another breath of cold mist. 

… 

I then grabbed a cup of white powder and sprinkled it across the clothes, causing bubbles to form. 

I let the clothes sit for a few minutes while heating up another batch of water. 

Once I noticed the clothes seemed thoroughly washed, I poured the hot water on the clothes, removing all the bubbles. 

I then hung them up to dry on a rack right next to the fireplace. 

A few hours passed, and I was on another run after failing to hold the push-up position. 

The snow was coming down hard, but I tried to push through with my teeth grit to the max. 

It was so cold. 

I really hated it. 

'Big sis! Look! Look what I found!' 

'Big sis! Look! Look at how large this ravine is!' 

'I know! Look at how big it is!' 

"*sigh*... Shit," I mutter. 

A few minutes passed, and the snowstorm raged even harder, sapping my eyesight quickly. 

I decided waiting out the rest of the snowstorm would be a better idea, so I quickly ran towards one of the large trees and opened a small metal container that I took from my pocket. 

It was filled with just a tiny bit of water, so I drank it. 

This slightly revitalized my energy, allowing me to have just enough energy to create a blade of water that cut a hole in the tree beside me. 

I was worried the tree might collapse, so I didn't make the hole too large, just enough for me to fit as I brought my legs into a fetal position. 

'Big sis! Let's explore! Come on!' 

'Okay~... But only for a few minutes,' 

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'That's more than enough time!' 

Slowly, I closed my eyes. 

The feeling of the nipping cold was unbearable even without the wind that acts like blades across my skin. 

... 

When I opened my eyes, I was in a large ravine, snow fluttering down, coating my head and shoulders. 

"Big sis! Look! I made a snowman!" 

I grabbed my head due to it throbbing in pain. 

"Big sis?" The little girl in front of me ċȯċked her head to the side like a confused bird. 

"A-ah, sorry, I just don't feel well," 

"T-then should we go back!? You might be sick!" 

"No, it's fine," I reply, taking my hand off my forehead before walking over to the snowman. 

It was about 4 feet, pretty much as tall as me. 

"Big sis…" 

"Yeah?" 

"Can we play hide and seek?" 

"No, we have to leave soon. The snowstorm will roll in soon," 

"Please," The little girl in front of me begs with puppy dog eyes. 

My heart jerked, and even though I looked like I was thinking about it, I had already made up my mind. 

"Okay, but only for five minutes," I reply with a smile. 

"Yay!" 

The girl dashes off as I put my hands over my eyes. 

"10… 9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Ready or not, here I come!" I shout, my voice echoing through the ravine. 

The first thing my eyes lay on was the slanted snow bridge that the girl had created with her power stone. 

She was a genius as she used it as naturally as breathing air. 

I ran over to the bridge's underside, but nobody was there. 

"Where are you," Suddenly, I could hear the girls' giggle echo through the ravine. 

A warm smile slowly crept onto my face as a sense of comfort and relief overcame me. 

Fwoosh 

A gust of wind blasted through the cavern, echoing through it like a voice in a cave. 

"It's cold," I mutter as the temperature begins to drop quickly. 

I looked upwards, out of the ravine, and noticed the snowfall had picked up. 

My face paled, and I began to shout. 

"Come out! Leyla! Come out! We need to leave now!" 

I ran through the ravine, praying to god I would be able to find the little girl, but the snowstorm kept blocking me. 

The wind was harsh, and the fluttering snow turned into a downpour. 

All I could see was white, and it was so cold that I couldn't feel my fingers anymore. 

Each time I inhaled, I suċkėd in loads of snow, choking me so bad I felt like somebody had gripped my neck with their hands. 

"*cough* *cough*... Please! Come out! *cough* *cough*... Leyla! Please!" I shouted, but my legs gave out. 

I tried to stand up, but my legs and arms were too numb. 

"Please…" I mutter, cursing myself endlessly. 

I couldn't resist my consciousness fading, and once my eyelids closed down, everything went silent. 

… 

"*gasp*." 

I gasped for air upon opening my eyes. 

I was covered in sweat, and snow had piled up to my waist while I was still in the fetal position. 

"*sigh*… Let's go back," I mutter after calming down just a bit.

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