Shirou ignored Caules shouting, "Wait!" and unilaterally cut off the telepathy.
He tried contacting Sajyou Manaka, but naturally—there was no response.
This was not the first time tonight he had attempted to contact Aika through telepathy.
His previous attempt had also failed. Shirou had assumed Assassin had blocked the telepathic link between the Garden and the ground.
But now he understood. That was not the case at all:
The telepathic link between Shirou and Aika had been severed by the barrier inside the Garden—she was somewhere in this Sky Fortress!
The red-haired boy felt a faint unease stir in his heart. Aika, what are you trying to do?
"Unilateral" was not enough to describe the situation now.
The Berserker of "Black" had been sent flying again and had almost no strength left to rise once more.
Not far from where she had fallen lay the corpse of the Caster of "Red," sprawled in a pool of blood and being devoured by shadows.
Frankenstein had pursued Shakespeare all the way and finally forced him into a corner, only for a new enemy to appear and kill Shakespeare instantly.
The enemy's identity—was that of the Servants who should already have been dead.
Some were her companions, while others were enemies of the "Red" faction.
Frankenstein did not understand what was happening. She had also been unable to contact her Master since earlier.
She resisted again and again, but was knocked down each time without suspense.
The Saber of "Black," the Lancer of "Black," the Lancer of "Red"...
Any one of the three could easily crush Frankenstein in a one-on-one fight, and now they had surrounded the girl.
Whether she fled, fought, or surrendered, every option had been cut off.
Could the Berserker of "Black" only grit her teeth and accept