This warehouse was far larger on the inside than it appeared from the outside.
"...At the very least, I have to protect Kiritsugu... Is he here?!"
The barrier she had just activated was instantly punctured by something.
If a mage had been maintaining it, it might have held out a little longer.
But Bai's face was flushed, and her magical energy was sluggish.
"—Just as I thought, this place is filled with environments like 'magic domains.'"
Lancer had already reached the backyard.
Countless magic bullets appeared around him, yet he did not seem to deliberately evade them and still dodged every spell.
He threw out his crimson spear.
"Bang—!"
After striking the warehouse, the crimson spear was deflected.
"Defense... no, it's like a dimensional fault line. Hey, hey, hey, this isn't some modern mage's technique. This is Age of Gods stuff!"
Though he was a Lancer, Lancer was also highly skilled in magecraft.
The moment he saw it, he understood the situation.
"...I really hate that Master, but under the circumstances, you can't blame me, right?"
His opponent's workshop really had some tricks to it.
Normally, it would not have been easy for him to take it down, but today seemed different.
This place was as though it had "lost power."
"Hah... no... at least... I can't let him get downstairs..."
Bai had already torn off her uniform jacket, leaving only the white shirt underneath.
Her body grew hotter and hotter, until it began to burn.
Bai activated the spells she had prepared as best she could, but they could only delay him for a few seconds.
"Huff... hah..."
As her body grew increasingly hot, a long-sealed Magic Circle inside the warehouse began to glow faintly.
"Something... is... Hmm..."
Bai's face was bright red.
She struggled to stand again.
But