"Buzz!"
In that instant, particles of light gathered with unprecedented speed and force.
If those light particles had once formed a mist, then now they formed a vortex.
Within that vortex, Minamoto no Yorimitsu completed her materialization at the fastest possible speed.
"Clack..."
Her slender hand gripped the hilt of the tachi at her waist without hesitation.
It would probably take less than a second for the blade to be drawn in the next instant.
And if drawing the sword took less than a second, then swinging it would take less than a second as well.
In other words, two seconds later, the cold blade would slash out.
At the boy wearing a holy smile, who had not displayed the slightest hint of hostility.
However, before the sword could be drawn, a hand suddenly reached over from who knew where and pressed down on Minamoto no Yorimitsu's hand resting on the hilt.
"Master!"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu could not help but look at Fang Li.
Yet Fang Li did not look at Minamoto no Yorimitsu. His gaze remained on the boy ahead as he calmly spoke to his Servant.
"You should withdraw for now."
The unquestionable tone made Minamoto no Yorimitsu hesitate.
"But..."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu fixed her gaze on Shirou Kotomine.
Her eyes, once full of gentleness, now carried an intensely thick hostility.
"Master, that person is dangerous!"
That was right.
Dangerous.
Though she did not know who the visitor was, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's instincts screamed this at her with all their might.
It was not danger in terms of strength, but a deeper sensation.
It was the same feeling she had experienced with the demons she had once slain.
They looked human on the outside, yet hid something utterly unlike humans within. The moment someone near them revealed a