But firing head-on without any technique was completely meaningless. Berserker knocked them away again and continued closing in.
"Impressive."
Her opponent praised her with an air of complete ease. Berserker could not help feeling a trace of irritation. Would he still be able to keep that relaxed attitude after she punched his face flat? Then let them find out...!
"Declare."
In an instant, an impact like a bolt of lightning swept past her. She reflexively spun both herself and Maiden's Chastity three hundred and sixty degrees... The Black Keys she had clearly knocked away earlier were now flying back at her. It seemed tracking spells had been placed on their hilts beforehand.
"What a pity, what a pity."
Was Shirou's muttering directed at himself, or was he lamenting the fact that she had knocked away the Black Keys at the critical moment...?
That did not matter at all... Berserker immediately changed her train of thought. She had never been able to endure prolonged, complicated thinking anyway. So all she could do was charge forward completely and stupidly...!
"All right then, Caster, I'm using it now."
After saying that, Shirou raised his hand into the air. In an instant, that weapon was summoned amid a burst of magical energy. As Berserker charged forward, she fixed her gaze on the Japanese sword sheathed in iron. At the same time, she felt overwhelming shock and disbelief. That blade, containing immense magical power... was clearly a Noble Phantasm!
"Yes, yes, use it, use it! Use it to your heart's content! Like a storm accompanied by raging flames! Like a downpour accompanied by lightning! The eternal tale begins now!"
The moment Caster let out an excited cry, Shirou began sprinting forward. With his left hand, he drew the Japanese sword from its iron sheath in