"Sometimes, having too many wings can be a real headache." The young man quietly glanced at the figures behind him...
A sign bearing the original purpose had been smashed to pieces by the shockwaves of battle. Only the words "Battle for Belonging" could still just barely be made out.
The girls, all bold and radiant, were cloaked in colorful light, strange energy surging through their fists and feet.
"The time of judgment is at hand!!"
"Lightning, explode!"
"One-Inch Punch: Heaven-Splitting Strike!"
"Cherry blossoms, scatter!!"
"Stop fighting! You're all my wings!"
All the girls shouted in unison: "No way! He can only be mine!"
