Ionioi Hetairoi

In the blink of an eye, a sky full of yellow sand came rushing at them. One second ago, they had been in a modern city of steel and concrete; the next, they stood in an endless sea of sand scorched by blazing heat.

The fierce sun hung high overhead. Howling whirlwinds swept up fine sand like mist, and boundless heat rose at once, as though it would melt everything.

Kiritsugu Emiya looked shocked. Rolling dunes stretched away beyond the horizon, meeting the hazy sky in a dreamlike scene. Unable to breathe in that authentic PM2.5, he felt strangely uncomfortable.

Dry, scorching wind blew over him, and grains of yellow sand struck his face. Everything felt so real. The blazing sun roasting the earth left Kiritsugu Emiya drenched in sweat, and he had to admit that what lay before him was no illusion.

Reality had been eroded by the desert, space overturned and replaced as if they had entered a fantasy world. But as an exceptional Magician, Kiritsugu Emiya already knew the answer.

Reality Marble!

"How can this be... Rider, you can actually do something on this level?" Waver gaped in astonishment, then spat out the sand in his mouth and exclaimed at Rider beside him.

Those who did not understand magecraft could never comprehend the greatness of the phenomenon before them. Magecraft that replaced reality with illusion was the closest thing to true magic; calling it a miracle would not be an exaggeration.

"Rider, you can materialize the scenery in your heart? How did you do it? You clearly aren't a Magician!"

Rider stood in the center of the sea of sand, his arms spread wide. In a proud voice, he said, "Naturally, I could not do this alone. This world can be recreated because it is etched into