The cold wind howled.
The empty iron suspension bridge swayed in the biting wind.
Until Cypher suddenly appeared on the bridge.
The swaying suspension bridge steadied as if a massive boulder had been placed upon it.
Strands of loose hair above Cypher's head drifted upward, while his robes snapped in the wind.
This was not caused by the gale, but by the magic power erupting from Cypher himself.
Such a display of power to show off one's strength—
Unless one had an overwhelming advantage, it was as useless as a chicken rib.
It was like holding a torch high in the darkness, practically begging others to know where you were hiding and which way you were moving.
Yet Cypher did exactly that.
This was not a rash decision made in a moment of heated emotion after once again losing Alice's physical companionship.
There was neither joy nor sorrow in his eyes now, only absolute calm.
Alice had indeed sacrificed herself, but under his intervention, she had merely burned away her manifested power.
Originally, Alice had intended to sacrifice herself completely to grant Cypher freedom within the Dragon Kingdom.
In other words, Cypher would have been able to regain the combat power he possessed before being sealed.
But during the process, Cypher, whose perception of external magic power had only just begun to recover, noticed something.
He stopped Alice from continuing her sacrifice.
"Even if I cannot communicate with natural magic power and multiply the strength of my spells—"
"A single ordinary Fiendfyre will be enough to kill the monster outside!"
Clearly, Alice had thought the same.
But they had both been wrong.
Within the enveloping Fiendfyre—
A thin, shimmering shield appeared over the monster's body.
The bad news was that the shield blocked the Fiendfyre.
The good news was that