The next day, inside the void...
The ice in Arnold's hands started melting away. Just enough for his fingers and palm to be wet and lessen the burning pain. There was a small cut on his wrist too. It didn't look much but It was deep. The pain from such a small wound was quite unbearable. It all happened so suddenly that his hands almost got burned from the hellfire. But thanks to his [Devil's Advocate] skill, no harm was done to him by the fire. Yet the wound on his left wrist was enough to knock some sense into him.
'There's no way I can get through it that way.' Arnold thought, after sealing of the wound with ice.
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