In the depths of the Pine Forest, branches block the moonlight, and in the somewhat dim place, a snowman over three meters tall is charging forward.
It is covered with white fur, its arms are very long, almost touching the ground. Its palms are blue and very hard, seemingly wearing gloves made of blue steel.
As it runs, the snow beneath its feet is swept up by the strong wind, yet it doesn't make too loud of a footstep sound, only the whooshing sound of its body running.
"Class Leader!"
Aozawa shouted once.
Underneath Arakawa Reina's thick lenses, a pair of eyes is filled with cold killing intent. Toward this demon that broke the atmosphere between her and Aozawa, she wishes to cut it to pieces, waving the Flag of Flaming Light Off the Ground in her hand.
The flag flutters, and a surge of flame releases outward, then condenses into a fire dragon howling forward, melting the snow on the ground into water.
