Even from such a great distance, Sigma could still feel the oppressive force.
The pressure between the two sides was suffocating.
The sheer weight formed by the released mana made it seem as though Fuyuki Bridge could no longer bear the strain.
"Berserker." After thinking for a moment, Sigma called out to Berserker.
"What is it, Master?"
"Will the battle in there affect the space outside?"
Sigma asked.
"Not for now. But an 'otherworld transformation' of this level can still be broken through by someone of Heracles's caliber."
Though the inside and outside appeared to be isolated, and the interior seemed safe, there was still a vast difference between them.
"Go find a way to create some chaos. Keep other vehicles from entering the bridge."
Nothing had happened outside yet, but if something did, Sigma did not think Fuyuki Bridge could withstand the aftershocks of those two fighting.
Artoria was completely serious now.
Though she did not know Berserker's true identity, there was no doubt that he was immensely powerful. He even possessed twelve lives.
And under these circumstances, Caster had likely chosen to cooperate with him as well.
Heracles on the opposite side tightened his grip on his axe-sword.
Madness Enhancement had taken away his speech, but it had not taken away a warrior's instincts.
This woman knows what she's doing!
Heracles's "instincts" said so.
But a Berserker was still a Berserker. Though maintaining this standoff would have been more advantageous, Heracles moved anyway.
There was not the slightest warning. His body went from stillness to a full-speed charge without any transition.
The axe-sword swung up from behind him, tracing a semicircle through the air as it smashed down at Artoria's head.
"Bang—!"
The holy sword blocked the attack.
"Wha?! What happened?!"
Sigma was observing the battlefield, but his