Even from so far away, Elliot could still feel the heat of those flames. They seemed to scorch his soul, making him feel a faint pain.
Yet the Old Duke seemed unaware of it. He simply stepped inside, until the sea of fire swallowed him completely.
There were no mechanical parts on him, only his own flesh and blood.
Elliot could even hear the blood boiling in the heat.
Amid the flames, the Old Duke turned back, his gaze falling on Elliot, then on Lady Camilla.
He held Lady Camilla's gaze just like that, until the raging fire completely consumed his mutilated body.
The instant he entered, the flames surged, rushing outward like a beast looking for someone to devour.
The flames spread so fast that a tongue of fire licked right up before Elliot's eyes.
Elliot instinctively tried to dodge, but before he could move, a layer of shadow covered the space before him.
The scorching sensation instantly receded.
An enormous mechanical arm shielded him, blocking the flames.
Elliot looked up. Lady Camilla had her hand extended, shielding him from the fire.
"He..."
Lady Camilla shook her head gently. She did not look at him, but stared motionlessly at the furnace filled with raging flames.
The furnace... Elliot found it increasingly difficult to think. He recalled Sia's furnace. Come to think of it, her Path should have been similar to the Sterling Family's. The furnace she transformed into could melt and cast anything.
The Old Duke jumped inside. Was he also using himself as material to forge something?
Waves of exhaustion and headaches washed over him. Elliot's vision kept darkening, and the dizziness left him barely able to stand straight. He knew why.
Whoever listened to Secret History would suffer harm.
This harm acted upon the spirit body. Although