Patricia

　　I'm walking through the forest together with Alice. I still can't believe Gloria was murdered by one of those creatures that aren't supposed to belong in our world. Shudders run down my spine. If I hadn't jumped into the river with Dior, we could have been the ones dying.

　　To concentrate on something else, I open my mouth. "So tell me more about your calling as a witch. You're supposed to keep the balance in our world?"

　　Alice smiles. She is ...