The once-impenetrable net was cut clean through by White.
"Another Noble Phantasm? White, that's cheating!" Illya gave White no time to catch her breath.
After White Stockings was cut apart, what emerged behind it were spheres of light that gradually grew larger from small to large.
White's sword slashed at the spheres of light again.
"What?!"
Yet the moment the struck spheres were hit, they abruptly transformed into shockwaves.
A sword of light appeared before White once more.
Though she had not been struck directly, the shockwave was like an invisible giant hammer, blasting White and her sword away together.
She was not hurt, though.
Or rather, White's physique could not be injured by something of this level.
So Illya's move had not been meant to wound White, but to push her away.
The bounded field covered Fuyuki Bridge. In other words, its edge was right beside them.
White was sent flying backward.
Yet she twisted in midair and grabbed the edge of a steel beam with her right hand, her five fingers nearly sinking into the metal as she forcibly stopped her fall.
"Huh?"
Illya was dumbfounded.
"No way—your Strength—ah, it's because of the Noble Phantasm, isn't it? You can load the original owner's Strength into yourself."
White still held the holy sword in her left hand.
After using Projection Loading to load Artoria's Strength, White's mana and physical strength had both increased.
She could not fight a Servant head-on, but in a battle of magecraft, things became much easier.
"...Though it feels strange for me, a Servant, to say this, are those two really just magi?"
Sigma and Atalanta outside were both stunned.
What White held was undoubtedly a holy sword.
Although its completed specifications were not especially high, it was still terrifying at that level.
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