"..." Gray lowered her head.
She had been seen through.
"Have you ever considered what King Arthur would think? Would that noble king truly take possession of your body? Or do you simply believe that a change in appearance would mean you are no longer yourself?"
"—!!!"
Gray froze.
"You're a lot like I used to be."
Because her thoughts had become more rational, Olga Marie suddenly realized that Gray's timid demeanor was much like her own former arrogance—both were forms of protection.
"King Arthur... what would that person think... Yes, my own appearance... my fear that I would no longer be myself..."
Gray seemed to understand something.
She gripped the scythe of death in her hand.
"—Bang!"
Meanwhile, Skadi and Hephaestion's battle continued on the other side.
This was still a little earlier.
"As expected, this won't work."
Hephaestion had already seen through it.
There was absolutely no technique in Skadi's attacks.
—It was all damn stats!
Pure stat-checking.
The left sword dealt high damage, and the right sword also dealt high damage.
"Sorry, Master. Looks like I can't afford to conserve mana."
Taking advantage of Skadi's attack, Hephaestion temporarily pulled away.
"Behold, this is the might of My King—" Hephaestion called out softly. "Ah, great Conqueror King. At this moment, lend me your treasure!"
The snow was blasted away by magical energy.
Purple lightning Rushed down into view, and the bone dragon let out an enraged roar.
"Trample them! Chariot of the Gods!"
Hephaestion seized the reins and raced into the sky, then descended as the Noble Phantasm charged toward Skadi.
Yet Skadi did not even blink at the Gordius Wheel rushing toward her.
She suddenly exerted force, and the snow beneath her feet caved in and tore apart, unable to withstand that Super Strength.
"Boom!"
The greatsword