Gilgamesh had been forcibly recalled by Tokiomi Tohsaka using a Command Seal. When Yoru Machi turned to look at Lancer again, he discovered that the guy had also retreated without hesitation under Kaineth's orders.
After Gilgamesh and Diarmuid had withdrawn one after another, the only Servants left on the field were Berserker and Saber.
Unlike Archer and Lancer, their Masters were both beside them, so they could not simply leave whenever they pleased.
If they were alone, they were highly confident they could get away safely. But with deadweight in tow, against the strength Caster had just displayed, they had no confidence at all.
"Is this going to be one against two, or a three-way brawl?"
Looking at Yoru Machi gripping a pair of swords, Saber wore a wary expression and instructed Irisviel behind her to flee as quickly as possible once the fighting began.
To be honest, even Saber did not have much confidence when facing Yoru Machi again.
But tonight was only the first night of the Holy Grail War, and she did not wish to fight Yoru Machi to the bitter end. As long as Irisviel was out of danger, she too would leave the battlefield as quickly as possible.
Unlike Saber, whose objective was clear, Berserker—Lancelot—had spent half the night as a spectator, and his feelings were far more complicated.
He first looked at Yoru Machi, who was having the time of his life playing cosplay, then at the King of Knights on the other side. Beneath his armor, Lancelot's face immediately twisted with conflict.
One side was his current liege's teacher, while the other was his former liege. When they started fighting, whose side was he supposed to take?
If he helped the King of Knights, then what had his declaration of loyalty to Sakura