Chapter 117: The Nightclub

"Sun Babies!"

"Sun… babies?"

The growing pillar of ice beneath Tomoe's feet stopped growing as she arranged her sunglasses. Even from meters away, Tomoe could feel the heat radiating from the two basketball-sized spheres of fire that were floating in front of Hannah's palms.

Hannah did say that she had been practicing some techniques… could this be perhaps one of them? But why does everything around her need to involve babies in it? Was that some sort of… inside joke she wasn't getting? Tomoe thought as she carefully watched the situation unfold.

As for Silvie, her head was slightly tilted to the side as she stared at Hannah; her eyes, not reflecting the blinding light coming from the spheres as they were glowing red on their own.

"Don't blame me if I scratch your perfect face!" Hannah then clapped her hands; her clap was followed by another snap in the air as the two fireballs quickly exploded straight towards Silvie.