Bang!
Amid a heavy crash, Spartacus's massive body slammed straight into a fountain, smashing it to pieces.
Splash...!
Water immediately sprayed down from midair, soaking Spartacus, who was buried beneath the rubble.
Where Spartacus had been standing, a figure appeared as if by teleportation and lowered his outstretched kicking leg.
"Master!"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu cried out in delight.
The newcomer was naturally Fang Li.
"Red Berserker?"
Fang Li gazed at Spartacus as he gradually rose amid the rubble and splashing water.
His expression was extremely displeased.
"First, you had him tie up my Servant, then made me face Black Assassin alone. Meanwhile, Red Archer stayed hidden in the dark, waiting for an opportunity. The moment she found one, she unleashed her Noble Phantasm on me, then retreated whether it worked or not. Quite a smooth operation."
The Red Faction had probably received news of Black Assassin's rampage in Bucharest long ago.
The Black Faction had been guarding against precisely that possibility, lest the Red Faction exploit it. They had even considered the possibility that Black Assassin had switched sides and betrayed the Black Faction.
Fang Li was the same. Even though he knew Jack the Ripper's circumstances from the original story, he had never lowered his guard against the Red Faction and had kept watch all along.
Therefore, Fang Li had long been mentally prepared for the possibility that a Red Faction Servant might intervene during his battle against Black Assassin.
But he had not expected them to employ such tactics.
Hiding in the dark to observe, unleashing a Noble Phantasm the instant they found an opening, then decisively retreating afterward—it was practically no different from a sneak attack. Fang Li had truly not expected any Servant other than an Assassin to do something like that.
A hero like Achilles