Blue specks continuously rose from the white snow, countless tiny blue flames appearing both in front of and behind Uchiha Madara and Belaque, turning everything around them blue.
"This is bad. It looks like we've walked into their ambush. There are so many of these blue things—just how many are there?" Belaque said.
"I really didn't expect them to be waiting for us here today. I never thought even such tiny creatures could be so clever," Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
"I don't think praising them nonstop will make them let you go. You should think of a solution instead, as the cleaner of our Ezerlan Continent," Belaque said to Uchiha Madara.
But what could Uchiha Madara do at a time like this? One or two would have been easy enough to handle, but there were tens of thousands of them—perhaps even more than that.
"They're in front of us and behind us. And so many tiny blue flames gathered together are actually giving off this much light." Belaque said helplessly to Uchiha Madara, "I can't even make out our route anymore. All I can see is blue."
"Now they truly deserve to be called snow demons." Uchiha Madara said to Belaque, "It hasn't been long since I sensed the change in the snow beneath our feet. If we hurry and run back now, we can still make it."
"Even if I can still run, I don't think I remember the way back." Belaque smiled at Uchiha Madara. "Everything around us is blue. There isn't even a landmark. How are you supposed to run back?"
Uchiha Madara was helpless as well. There really was no solution at the moment, but he was not too worried. Their numbers might have been a little high, but they were still only insects.