*In front of the castle, a large blizzard forms. From out of the blizzard walks Gin. He stops, folding his arms and looks up at the castle.* Did you really think you could have a snowball war without me showing up?

At the top of the castle, a girl takes a selfie as she looks down at the single peasant that arrived first. "Short answer, yes. You're not relevant, lol!"

Was I talking to you? No. Go back to doing the usual millenial thing of being addicted to your phone and complaining about things on Twitter.

Star's voice echos across the battlefield. Honestly, not surprised. But what is a war with only two people? I paid a lot of money for presentation alone, I don't want it wasted. Seriously, how much do you think steel walls cost? For an entire castle, it's a lot. So, if you could delay kicking my behind, that would be nice.

"Oof, how mean. I would roast you back, but uh, we're kind of in a blizzard right now. Not a nice aesthetic." *From behind her back, she threw a singular snowball at Gin before retreating into the castle laughing like a schoolgirl. Once her snowball made impact on anything, it would break and a purple scent would faintly fill the air, debilitating their senses, because that's totally needed in a snowball fight.* "Don't worry, I don't care too much voice in my head. This punk's going down in 5 seconds or less. Once the battle starts at least."

*Gin snaps his fingers, stopping the blizzard and revealing the same castle from the last two years and leaps up to the walls. He then forms a chair from snow and leans back.* Sure, I can wait. Not like someone like me can catch hypothermia anyway. *He closes his eyes, pretending to sleep. A small gun forms and shoors a snowball at Sanana.* Try hard.

*Sana takes a picture of the incoming snowballs with her phone, making them freeze in place. After a simple swipe from her fingers, they all get flung away in the same direction.* "Listen to the directions for once. I'm gonna start surfing the social media as more noobs start filling the place."

A young man wanders up to the scene, a long coat billowing in the wind behind him while walking up to Gin and overhearing... Whatever is they're babbling about with a look of confusion on his face. "What in the hell is a millennial or a twitter? I swear, this city gets weirder by the day." Star's words cause him to chuckle slightly, though he is left wondering who in the hell can afford to waste that much time and effort on this. The strange snowball flying would cause him to raise an eyebrow, drugs or something? Or maybe not... Either way, maybe this will be amusing. For now he just waits, watching curiously and pondering.

Honestly, I have a bit of a problem with always going all out on presentation. At least this time, I've saved up enough money to have an insane plot and the presentation. Seriously, the weather machine alone cost me millions. And nobody get me started on the labor costs.

"It's on..." A man in a latex suit locks a giant cannon around his chest, spirling a few widgets and causing it make a clink sound, indicating it was fully loaded. "...like Donkey Kong." Sam holds the trigger button of his weapon, causing snowballs to fire in spurts over a large distance. He points it at the front wall of the labyrinth to test it, unleashing a light barrage of snowballs. "Alright, let's get this show on the road!"