"Don't worry. Sooner or later, I'll pry it out of you."
"Then why don't you try?"
Aozaki Touko gently brushed back the hair by her ear and smiled. "It's just the two of us. No one else will lay a hand on you. How about a fair fight?"
She crooked a finger at Little Mo.
"Come on, the legendary Rebel Knight shouldn't be afraid of a weak woman like me, right?"
"Ha... Are you serious?"
Mordred planted her sword on the ground and looked at the orange-haired woman in disbelief. That person... Is she out of her mind, or does she simply not understand reality?
Facing a Heroic Spirit with a human body was not a decision any ordinary person would make.
"Are you scared?"
Touko asked.
"If you're looking to get yourself killed!"
Mordred was ice-cold. If this human really dared to fight, then even if it was a trap... once she got within range, she could certainly cut off that woman's head before the trap was sprung.
Even with three Heroic Spirits standing guard nearby, there would be no suspense or doubt.
"Heh... You're pretty confident."
Aozaki Touko smiled faintly, then turned her head toward Medea. "Take down the defenses. From here on, it's a fair fight between Little Mo and me. Don't interfere, any of you."
"...I understand."
Medea gazed deeply at her Master, then removed the layers of magical defenses and took several steps back.
Although she did not fully understand her Master's background, she could still determine that her Master was absolutely no ordinary person.
After all, an existence possessing such vast, boundless magical energy could never be anything ordinary.
"Little Mo, you know..."
Aozaki Touko walked slowly forward and smiled. "It's been a long time since I last fought. Something like what happened today