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"Ah, Nifl? Ha, ha, she was a crybaby…" Hel's tone softened with affection. "Whenever her sisters teased her, she cried. If she disliked her meat, she cried. If we were even a minute late feeding her, she cried. A slight scare, and she would wail endlessly. Her cries were sharp and loud, freezing everything around her. Her tears turned to tiny ice crystals… She made quite the mess. Yet she was my adorable little sister. We loved her despite it all, and we helped her grow into the wonderful dragon she is now."
"W-Was she really such a crybaby? Wait… it doesn't surprise me that much. She does cry a lot even now…" Drake sighed, recalling Nifl's tears during their confrontations or when she met his brother. "Mom…"
"You miss her?" Hel asked gently.
"She and the others are coming to help. You won't be alone anymore, Dragon King. We'll face this together—as family."
"I see… Thank you, Hel," Drake said softly, taking her hand. "I mean it."
