"Eri, look, look!"
On the road, Hua Rin, pressed against the car window, seemed to have spotted something. Her sharp gaze followed the flashing images outside, and she cheered excitedly.
Eri Shiki turned her head and saw a giant screen on the wall of a building facing the plaza, blaring its footage at an enormous volume.
She had assumed it was an ordinary advertisement and normally could not even be bothered to spare it a glance.
But now, this rather aloof goddess of the underworld was being forced by her overly lively friend to watch the rolling images with her.
Two Servants on the screen were locked in a fierce battle.
Footage filmed from multiple angles had been edited into a fast-paced sequence.
The Noble Phantasms unleashed by the Servants were accompanied by dazzlingly exaggerated captions.
Whenever the swirling aftermath of a Noble Phantasm attack swept toward the audience, the barrier would activate at the last possible moment, blocking wave after wave of force. The spectators, having narrowly escaped disaster, would invariably let out excited screams and cheers.
Drone cameras flew overhead, capturing panoramic shots of the battlefield, where numerous Servants crisscrossed one another.
It was a stadium carefully built in imitation of Rome's circular arena, the "Colosseum," though on a scale far greater than the original ruins.
"Did you see that?! Did you see that just now?!"
"Who knows what that was."
"Huh? Eri, don't tell me... you don't know about the Holy Grail Elimination Matches?"
Seeing Hua Rin's utterly incredulous expression,
"...Wasn't that just a performance in the arena? I'm not interested."
The screen was advertising another elimination match about to begin, and people in the plaza before the station stopped one after another, looking up at the display.
"You mean to say that you, a native of