As she plunged headfirst into the storm, Little Red Riding Hood slightly lowered the brim of her hat and unleashed, unreservedly, the magical power absorbed from all the magical girls. Then, a deafening bell rang out from the sky, and a massive Christmas pattern slowly unfurled beneath the heavens, dispersing clouds for thousands of miles.
An untimely blizzard began to fall upon the world, shrouding the entire sleigh in swirling snow as the reindeer trampled through the violent, howling snowstorm.
Thereafter, a hazy aurora enveloped the sleigh—more accurately, the sleigh turned into a beam of teal aurora, deeply crashing into the grayish-blue magical storm.
The world before her eyes suddenly tinted as if a profound azure filter had been applied.
In the eyes of the two people on the sleigh, the girl on the cross and the surrounding cocoon grew closer and closer.
A hundred meters...
Little Red Riding Hood's gaze was calm.
Eighty meters...
