The first wave had been sheep.
The second wave brought cows.
Flying cows.
Tatsu did not even scream this time.
He just stood there, staring at the sky as massive winged cattle descended like judgment wrapped in leather.
"…We are being invaded by dairy."
Leonhart looked upward, jaw tight.
"They are heavier."
One cow crashed through a bus stop shelter.
The ground trembled.
Another landed on a parked car and stared at them with glowing green eyes.
Then it charged.
Fridge Sama stepped forward.
The cow hit an invisible wall of cold.
The impact created frost across its snout.
It staggered.
Then flapped.
FLAPPED.
"It has lift," Tatsu shouted. "Why does it have lift."
The sky tore open again.
This time not a zipper.
A full rupture.
From it poured goats.
Rams.
Even chickens.
Winged.
Armed with glowing horns and sharpened beaks.
The city alarms began wailing again.
Somewhere, a news anchor screamed live on air.
Leonhart inhaled sharply.
"This is coordinated."
Fridge Sama nodded.
"Yes."
The animals moved in formation.
Sheep high altitude.
Cows mid-level.
Goats diving aggressively.
Chickens acting like guided missiles.
Tatsu grabbed his head.
"This is not how ecosystems work."
The first goat dive-bombed him.
He rolled aside barely in time.
The goat embedded itself in the pavement.
Then pulled itself out angrily.
Leonhart launched compressed flame bursts.
Cows fell from the sky one by one.
But every time he incinerated one
Three more replaced it.
Fridge Sama raised both hands this time.
The temperature plummeted across an entire city block.
Wing joints stiffened.
Air currents froze.
Livestock began dropping in waves.
The ground shook from impacts.
Tatsu pointed upward.
"Top layer still intact."
Sheep spiral formation returned.
This time tighter.
Denser.
The spiral began glowing.
"…That looks explosive," Tatsu whispered.
"It is," Fridge Sama confirmed calmly.
Leonhart narrowed his eyes.
"Break the center."
Fridge Sama froze the outer airflow again.
Leonhart shot upward using a thermal burst, launching himself above the spiral.
He compressed fire into a single burning sphere.
Then drove it straight down into the core of spinning sheep.
The spiral detonated mid-air.
Wool and feathers exploded outward.
Shockwaves rippled across rooftops.
The sheep rained down unconscious.
Tatsu stared at the aftermath.
"…We just air-striked agriculture."
The sky darkened.
Something larger emerged.
Not a cow.
Not a sheep.
A massive winged bull, armored in glowing runic harnesses, descended slowly.
Its eyes burned red.
A bell hung around its neck.
Each ring distorted the air.
Fridge Sama's expression sharpened.
"That," he said quietly, "is command class."
The bull landed.
The ground cracked in a circle around it.
Every remaining animal straightened instantly.
The bull stomped once.
All livestock charged.
Full assault.
Leonhart shouted.
"Zone control."
Fridge Sama froze entire streets to create choke points.
Leonhart layered heat barriers to redirect aerial dives.
Tatsu screamed directions over the chaos.
"Left flank cows breaching."
"Chicken cluster incoming."
"GOAT AT YOUR BACK."
Leonhart spun, incinerating the goat mid-leap.
Fridge Sama stepped directly in front of the charging bull.
The bell rang.
The shockwave hit like a battering ram.
Ice shattered around Fridge Sama's boots.
Leonhart staggered.
Tatsu nearly fell.
The bull lowered its head.
And charged.
Fridge Sama did not move.
At the last second—
He shifted slightly.
The bull passed him by inches.
He touched its flank.
Ice spread halfway across its body.
The bull roared and broke free.
Stronger than the rest.
Leonhart launched fire at its legs.
The runes absorbed some of it.
"Reinforced," Leonhart shouted.
Tatsu's brain fired rapidly.
"Bell. Break the bell."
Fridge Sama looked at him.
"Correct."
Leonhart pivoted.
He compressed flame again.
Focused.
Precise.
Fridge Sama froze the air around the bell to slow vibration.
Leonhart fired.
The bell cracked.
The bull roared violently.
The formation of animals faltered.
The bull charged again.
Fridge Sama stepped forward this time.
He caught the horn.
Ice exploded outward from the contact point.
The bull froze mid-push.
Leonhart blasted the cracked bell directly.
It shattered.
Silence fell.
Every livestock unit froze mid-motion.
Then collapsed.
The sky cleared slowly.
Feathers drifted down.
The city stood in stunned quiet.
Tatsu collapsed onto his back.
"…We fought the food chain."
Leonhart exhaled heavily.
"This is escalating."
Fridge Sama looked toward the sky.
"Yes."
Tatsu rolled his head sideways.
"We are not doing mystery."
Fridge Sama replied calmly,
"We are doing war."
In the distance
A shepherd's staff rose from another rooftop.