

Airi attempts to get Nanael to shut up long enough to hear what she's trying to say.Īldra simply smiles in that way she does. Nanael goes through a big twirly dance as she summons her floating sword and basks in her own glory for a bit, adding that now she can pour all of her pent-up frustrations into this fight. Kid, do you have a death wish? Do you get some illicit high out of being used as a human shield? Is this your thing? Lana is worried, despite Airi's reassurances. Airi thinks she might have a chance if she can suck out her opponent's essence and recharge her powers, but worries that if she can't do that, she doesn't stand a chance. A dark angel has arrived there as well, this time for Airi. Jesus, this kid must have been starving for days. The prospect of a fight lifts Nanael's spirits.Įlsewhere, Lana is still eating. Nanael's important religious training is interrupted, however, by the arrival of a dark angel.

Nanael does not get it, and neither do I. Nanael suggests that maybe they could eat now and finish the Poses later, but Melpha shoots that one down real quick, saying that one should never exercise after a meal. Melpha, looking serene but just as upside-down, concurs, saying she'll start cooking as soon as they're done with Holy Pose training.

She suggests to Melpha that maybe it's about time for dinner. Okay, we're in official Part B territory now.Įlsewhere, Nanael's stomach is growling. She sits on the floor, sulking with the sword balanced lengthwise on her head. Leina then remembers that she needs to go and pick up her sword.Ĭut to a blacksmith shop, where Ymir is flailing about in swooning distress, trying to figure out just what she's missing about Leina's sword. Leina, for her part, mentions Elina only in passing, her thoughts mainly focused on how strong Tomoe has become and how strong she'll have to become to defeat her in battle, because even Elina's own flesh and blood don't like thinking about her for more than a second at a time. It's like they only stick up whenever it isn't cold.Ĭlaudette turns away from the skyball with what might be mild disgust, saying that the matter is decided. And yet, her nipples are quite flat at the moment.

Tomoe's standing topless in the middle of a snowstorm. I don't even feel too good about drawing attention to this, but there's a detail here that stands out to me, or rather doesn't. Tomoe stands watching the fallen Elina, expressing quiet mix of surprise and relief that she won and the battle is over. And now, the last thirty-odd seconds of Part A.
