Diane immediately moved toward the large chunk of ice she had created earlier, with the other Ice Clones following closely behind her.
Even though they were made from ice, the clones carried the same appearance as Diane herself, from their faces and light-blue hair to the training clothes covering their bodies. From a distance, it was almost impossible to tell which one was the real Diane unless someone knew exactly what to look for.
The battlefield was already in a terrible state.
Cracks spread across the platform in every direction, pieces of stone, cartridge casings and frozen material were scattered across the ground, and the air remained cold enough for faint frost to cling to several broken surfaces. Smoke from the constant gunfire mixed with the pale fog produced by Diane's Frost Alchemy, making the distance between the two Flowers difficult to judge.
A few of Diane's Ice Clones moved toward her.
The Springfield M1903As immediately answered.
BANG!
