Burned to ashes.
Everything had been burned to ashes.
FrostNova raised her head. She had expected to see the melancholic beauty of falling cherry blossoms, but there was none. Instead, she saw the same deathly silence as her own.
On FrostNova's side was bone-piercing cold; on the other was all-consuming fire.
Completely opposite.
Yet fundamentally identical.
The sky was sharply divided into two colors: ice and snow on one side, flames on the other.
The golden figure walked downward, while FrostNova strode upward without yielding. Golden afterimages trailed behind the other woman, golden thunder crackling with every step. By comparison, FrostNova was far more unadorned. She simply walked.
One step, then another.
Frozen footprints were left behind FrostNova.
Every member of the Yeti Squad had already been dismissed by her. Though unwilling, this was not a war they could intervene in.
That was right, this was a [war].
A war taking place between only two people.
"My codename is FrostNova. Who are you?"
"Since you gave your codename, I shall give mine as well... I am called Goushinnso Memento."
Compared to her scorching breath, her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, creating a subtle contrast. Especially those ears atop her head, swaying as she moved, making one want to reach out and stroke them. They were completely unlike FrostNova's ears, stiffened by solid ice...
"You sent her on her way?"
"She died peacefully. She found where she belonged, and even recited a haiku amid drifting cherry blossoms. Something about life being like a dream, waking only to fall asleep again. There was no deep-seated hatred or bitterness. Her last words were like spring rain."
"Good."
It was a very brief assessment, yet FrostNova seemed to receive a measure of comfort from it, uttering something utterly baffling.
"You're still