The first to arrive was "murder," followed immediately by "death," and only much later did "reason" finally show up. It could be called an instant kill in every sense. Whether one fought back, dodged, or resisted, none of it had any meaning.
"Black" Assassin was absolutely certain.
She had done it. There was no doubt that she had killed this Servant. At the same time, she intended to dig out the Servant's heart.
A Servant's magical energy was incomparably vast, and the heart and brain where the Spirit Core resided were even more so. By devouring the girl's soul, "Black" Assassin would gain even greater power.
If there was any point at which "Black" Assassin had miscalculated—
It was in assuming the girl was merely an ordinary Servant. Dismemberment Holy Mother was indeed an overwhelmingly powerful Noble Phantasm that guaranteed a kill in one strike, and all the activation conditions had been fulfilled: "night," "within fog," and "female."
However, no matter how causality was twisted to make an event occur, there still had to be a foundation that allowed it to happen. In other words, there had to be raw material.
In this case, the essence of Dismemberment Holy Mother was a "curse." The resentment of countless unborn children—that was the true nature of this terrifying Noble Phantasm.
Therefore, what was needed to resist this Noble Phantasm was neither luck nor endurance, but pure resistance to curses.
Yet the girl in question—Jeanne, the Ruler—was without question a Saintess who embodied the faith of the world, as well as the Servant in this age with the strongest resistance to curses. And even more fatal to "Black" Assassin—
She held the Holy Standard in her hand.
A state of selflessness. A state of exhaustion. A state of severance.
The image in her