Annie Never Makes Mistakes-the World Must Be at Fault!?

Boom!

Boom boom!!

High in the sky, the two sides' blazing fireballs and freezing blocks of ice continued to trade blows...

As powerful explosions sent flames and frigid currents bursting in every direction, an unprecedented kind of weather swept across Freljord's icy wastes: hot rain, cold snow, hail, and gale-force winds all mixed together. The northern merchants who were lucky enough to witness it fled for their lives once more.

They didn't want to be the "fish" caught in the crossfire! Who knew what kind of apocalyptic scene this place would become if the battle kept going?

On the ground, the scattered magical flames melted the snow into puddles of various sizes, which bubbled and boiled. In the heat, they looked like the hot springs rarely found in the north, bubbling away... But the moment those chaotic cold currents swept over them, the puddles—and even their bubbles—froze solid, turning into pools of blue ice with rounded bumps on their surfaces...

Boom!!!

Under attack from a certain lawless little girl, another huge fireball struck the freezing shield of cold currents and frost that the giant crystalline bird had formed around itself. The exploding flames became another ball of fire, swallowing the enormous bird in the sky.

"Keer~!!"

Unfortunately, Anivia, the ice phoenix in the sky, beat her wings with all her might amid the exploding flames. With ease, she fanned the flames toward the ground and snuffed them out with her cold breath... At the same time, she kept rising higher, until she reached the upper sky and looked coldly down at the evil little fire mage on the ground, who was now little more than a black speck.

"Keer-keer!!"

At last, Anivia was growing impatient!

Enraged, she let out a piercing cry and began gathering her icy power once more.