Victory Has Been Decided

The air was filled with the freshness and cold unique to a snowy day. Every breath carried a bone-chilling chill, yet it also invigorated the spirit.

Deep within the distant Forest of Winter, snow and trees intertwined into a tranquil scene.

The branches bore heavy loads of snow, occasionally shaking it loose when they could no longer bear the weight, producing a sudden rustling sound that shattered the surrounding silence.

And at this moment, the training ground was equally silent.

Uchiha Apricot, with her neck pinned by Leysritt's giant magical axe-spear, slowly raised her hands.

"You're amazing, Aunt Leysritt."

"I los—"