The sorceress must be stopped. To defeat her, Alice must suffer a punishment worse than death.
Just when Alice’s team reunites, it’s disrupted by the appearance of an old nemesis. They’ll need to stop trying to kill each other for now since a greater threat looms…
Two Death Stones remain. If the sorceress Daji finds them first, Alice will lose everyone and everything she’s ever loved.
To have even a chance of defeating Daji, Alice and her friends (and enemies) must journey out of freezing Hokkaido and into the sweltering jungles of Okinawa, atop the lofty peaks on Mt. Fuji, and through the bustling streets of Tokyo.
Does Alice have what it takes to overcome the final trials, track down the stones, and vanquish Daji once and for all? Before the dust settles, two things are certain:
Not everyone will survive. And Alice cannot avoid the shocking fate that’s in store for her.
From the Book:
My name’s Alice Pachari Kamiya, and I’ve been paralyzed from the neck down.
Okay, let’s backtrack with a bit of “good news, bad news,” shall we?
The good news: I braved the harsh winds, ice, and snow of Hokkaido and succeeded in saving my friend Claire. I also obtained another one of the Death Stones–nine magical shards we needed to retrieve to stop the evil fox sorceress Daji.
The bad news: I’d just finished closing a Rift–a dangerous “leak” of the magical energy that flows between worlds–when something sent a shock through my body and immobilized me. And the one behind it was none other than Ryūsei Uchida, the obnoxious bully who harassed me at school.
“Heya, hāfu,” he said, peering down at me as I lay helpless. “I finally found you.”
I stared up at his shaved head. It shone in the light of the sun’s rays that peeked out from behind thick sheets of clouds. “Well, if it isn’t the guy who’s second-to-dead-last on the list of people I wanted to see. Still looking like a beady-eyed, mole-faced pitbull, huh?”
“And your nose is still as big and ugly as ever.”
“What did you mean by ‘I finally found you?'” I asked, still struggling to move. The sensation was like when your foot falls asleep, but across my entire body. “And what’d you do to me?”
He pushed up the bridge of his thick, rectangular, red-framed glasses. “I’ve been tracking you and followed you here. And like I said, I’ve bound you with a simple anti-demon sealing spell.”
“A what?” I said, eyebrows raised. At least I could move those. And my mouth. “Since when could you use magic?”
“I could ask you the same question,” he shot back with a glare. “Murderer.”
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