[High atop the highest point of the roof of the Wasted Baciel Tavern, Cirno stands behind an oversized megaphone made entirely of ice. She has an announcement. It is snowing.
Several of her wings are still wrapped in bandages.]Hey, Netherworld! There's a lotta strong guys in here, and that's good! But there's also something not so good, and that's
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