Morgan's disappearance looked far too much like a Servant's body dispersing as it returned to the Throne of Heroes. It left Da Vinci deeply shocked, because according to the information they had, Morgan should not have been a Servant.
"Though I don't understand why, we won. Morgan's Saint Graph has been destroyed." Castor looked extremely happy. They had beaten Morgan, and while it felt somewhat strange, she was not the type to dwell on such things.
"Ah." The next moment, Castor seemed to think of something, and the smile abruptly vanished from her face.
"Queen Morgan... Aesc." Mash looked deeply dejected.
"Sorry, I don't really understand why everyone is so downcast. It is a fact that we defeated Queen Morgan. Shouldn't we be happy? Use the Wind's Breath immediately to inform the entire army. The war is over."
No one was happier than Percival at Morgan's defeat. Whether for public or personal reasons, it was a good thing. Most importantly, the war was over. There would be no more sacrifices.
"That's right. Though I feel a little sorry for Knocknaree, we really were the ones who took Morgan down." Percival's words made Castor realize that now was not the time to think about anything else. Stopping the war came first.
"A magical version of the Shadow Clone? Images of Ikonn? Or a thought-form? I never expected such a magecraft to exist. Just as expected of Morgan."
While Castor, Mash, Ritsuka, and the others believed they had defeated Morgan, Shen Fei stood in Camelot's royal palace hall, looking thoughtfully at Morgan, who had returned to sit upon the throne, as well as the countless Shadow Clones she had created.
Morgan had never left the royal palace hall from beginning to end. The one Chaldea's group had defeated earlier was merely one