Making a Run for It

Archer's sudden defeat shocked Saber. With a fierce burst of Magic Release, she sent Chloe flying with a single slash. "What was going on?!"

That familiar, colorful, dreamlike beam of light just now seemed to belong to another familiar girl...

Caster Illya leisurely stepped out from her hiding place. She had not been near the spot where Chloe had fired the beam, but somewhere much farther away.

It was a high place that overlooked the entire battlefield. However, it had been concealed by a barrier, along with the mana generated when Chloe charged her Holy Sword Noble Phantasm, so the two who had arrived here without time to scout had failed to notice it.

Chloe had deliberately charged her beam right where she stood without any concern, putting on a show for whoever came pursuing them. Such a perfect chance for a sneak attack was something many people would seize, and she and Illya had taken advantage of that. It had been a gamble, but they had won.

Naturally, the consequences had been severe. Archer had been eliminated outright.

"Saber... You're not the Saber from our world, so let's kill you too." Illya came over, saw the wary Saber, and immediately made her decision after realizing Saber was not one of their Servants.

"Illya?!" Saber stared at her in disbelief. "Why are you here too?!"

"Because the Greater Grail is in this world, Saber." The Ruby in Illya's hand transformed into Nine Lives. Then, with a tiny body utterly mismatched with that weapon, she lunged forward and swung at Saber. The force behind it was no less terrifying than Berserker Heracles himself.

Saber met the blow with her own sword and felt the strength transmitted through Nine Lives matching her own. "How could this be?! Illya, did you learn from