The immense cloud mass slowly moved forward.
"This is truly bothersome."
Watching the typhoon ahead, Red Ponytail, suspended in mid-air, raised an eyebrow. The typhoon seemed like a massive air elemental monster, mercilessly consuming everything in its path. If things continued this way, Komachi Ryuuguu would surely not make it to the concert in time.
So she had no choice but to step in herself.
"Come on, Fire Joy, Frostmourne!"
Red Ponytail extended her hand, and soon, amidst the eruption of flames and frost, two greatswords appeared in her hand. Frostmourne trembled slightly, showing some dissatisfaction.
"Next world, next world I'll let you feast to your fill."
