A vast bank of thick fog had enveloped Trifas City. Though it was only a small city, covering the entire place in smog was simply unimaginable. Although pedestrians usually vanished from the streets late at night, the sun had only just set. Many people on their way home had probably been caught up in it as well.
In fact, cries of anguish were constantly rising from all over the streets. First came confusion, then screams, and after the screaming, hoarse cries for help.
There was nothing anyone could do.
More importantly, she had no intention of doing anything.
"What bad luck."
Red Archer said it as if it were nothing. The city's residents should have begun to notice that something was wrong. Under such circumstances, it had been their own decision to go out at night.
Although their deaths were undoubtedly related to Black Assassin, the responsibility for dying lay with themselves. More importantly, their luck had simply been terrible.
Such things happened all the time. The weak were devoured by the strong because of bad luck, and even the strong could be caught by "something." Therefore, Red Archer had no intention of helping them.
Though her vision had been completely cut off, as long as she could hear and sense the Servants' presences, she could roughly determine where each of them was. Only Black Assassin's presence was too vague to grasp, but Ruler's was easy to sense. A vortex of pure light that continued to shine no matter how dark the night became.
She could sense that both Black Rider and Archer were searching for her, but they did not seem to have caught her presence. Probably only Ruler could sense her.
However, Ruler was currently running through the fog. She appeared to be fighting Black Assassin. In other