Although she could barely hold on until Shirou used the third Dead Count Shapeshifter, there was no way to expect her to fight alongside her Master as usual.
So she let Shirou go to Ryudoji Temple alone while she stayed on the steps to rest.
She had to preserve the last trace of her vitality so that, when Shirou faced Saber later, he could activate the final Dead Count Shapeshifter.
"This time, it really is goodbye... my Arthur."
The Female Magus gazed at the red-haired boy walking toward Ryudoji Temple and murmured weakly.
"I'm sorry for boasting to you. In the end, I still couldn't accompany you to the very end as stylishly as Morgan did... It's so frustrating.
"But this can't really be considered fleeing before the decisive battle, so I suppose you can forgive me."
Lady Avalon slowly closed her eyes.
A smile lingered at the corners of her lips.
"Do your best in the Holy Grail War that follows, Master..."
"I changed my mind. I've decided not to use the third Dead Count Shapeshifter."
"...Master!?"
Lady Avalon opened her eyes in astonishment and found that Shirou, who should already have left, had returned and was standing in front of her.
Shirou came to her side and placed his hand across Lady Avalon's abdomen, then released a gentle green radiance.
"This is a healing spell... Master! At a time like this, don't waste your magical energy on me!"
Shirou said solemnly, "Rather than defeat Saber by using the Dead Count Shapeshifter, I'd rather join forces with Big Sister Avalon and defeat her."
"Even if Master heals me, I won't be able to fight Saber with the magical energy I have left! So use the Dead Count Shapeshifter!"
Lady Avalon spoke in a reproachful tone.
Hearing this, Shirou frowned