For Nymph, this was not friendly weather.
"Lady Nymph... how about we take shelter from the wind over there?"
Watching the Little Angel press her lips together, grit her teeth, and force herself onward, Asakura Ryoko could not help trying to persuade her. Fang Zheng had always told Asakura Ryoko that Nymph's combat ability was weak, but only now did she gain a preliminary understanding of just how weak it was—Nymph had flown into the sky to search, only to be blown straight back down a few minutes later.
Even Asakura Ryoko was speechless at the thought that she could be this weak.
"Th-There's no need!"
Nymph pulled her head out of the snowbank and glared fiercely at the howling blizzard before her.
"It's just weather like this. As long as I use information manipulation..."
As she spoke, Nymph raised her hand. But before she could steady herself, she let out a "Waaah!" and was blown away again, vanishing into a snowdrift.
"Lady Nymph!!"
Asakura Ryoko was so startled by the sight that she hurried forward and pulled Nymph out of the snow. Had she been any slower, the Little Angel might have been buried completely.
"Let me take you there, Lady Nymph. You only need to handle the search."
At this point, Asakura Ryoko paused.
"And the Master isn't here, so he won't know."
"O-Okay..."
Nymph brooded over Asakura Ryoko's answer for a moment, then could only nod. Asakura Ryoko immediately hoisted Nymph onto her back, flashed forward, and sped across the snowy plain toward the distance.
The snow fell harder and harder, flakes laced with frigid wind cutting across them like blades. Yet Asakura Ryoko paid it no mind. She flickered in and out of the blizzard like a ghost; if a third party had seen her, they