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A low growl mingled with the Golden-Haired Monster Rat's squeaks.
Ripple-like waves swept toward the low-flying Blood Bat.
Scarlet light flickered in its eyes, and the Blood Bat opened its mouth to unleash an ultrasonic attack.
Just as before, the two attacks met in utter silence.
Then-
Boom!
Fragments of the force field scattered through the explosion.
At once, great swaths of houses and ice crystals collapsed.
The scattered ice crystals were swiftly swallowed by the swirling dust.
But a moment later, the ice crystals began to rise.
No!
More precisely, they were converging on a certain point high in the sky.
The dust dispersed.
The giant bat spread its wings.
An aloof figure stood in midair. In his raised hand, a spear made entirely of frost rapidly took shape, driving the already frigid temperature even lower.
Then...
Snow!
Snow began falling across Kilger Harbor in the Inner Bay!
Tiny flakes became thick, feathery flurries.
It all happened within a single breath.
The extreme cold cooled Barro Hamlet's overheated mind.
After a brief start, he immediately realized something was wrong.
Without a doubt, someone had set him up.
Who could it be?
Someone from the Seven Great Families?
Or someone from my own family?
Lord Barro pondered this as he prepared to call out again-he wanted to stop this pointless fight and tell the Blood Scion that they had both been set up.
Lord Barro was quite confident he could do so.
After all, there was far too much evidence.
The simplest approach was to find the Death Poetry Society and confront them. That would pretty much bring the truth to light.
At the same time, he might even win the Blood Scion's friendship.
A true Ascendant was worth any effort to win over.
As for the losses they