Cornflower used the thread to immobilize the weapon that had pierced into her magic body, then stood up silently.
Not only against the attack aimed at her, but even the magical girl who should have been killed not far away, threads appeared to weave a shield, blocking the fairy who wanted to make a move.
On the battlefield within Cornflower's line of sight, every wounded magical girl on the verge of death was protected by threads.
"... My comrades are those who fight with me on the front lines. Magical girls, fairies, ordinary people, no matter their identity, if they are on the front lines resisting the enemy, they are my comrades in arms."
She wrapped the threads with blazing white magic power and then placed the threads onto the fairy girl's throat:
"Those who hide in the rear and never make an effort, and now come out to harm the meritorious, are likewise my enemies."
The sudden change on the battlefield caught the attention of all who were still alive.
