Leave It to Xiaolan

The red wasteland was bleak and empty, like a battlefield that had witnessed a brutal massacre. The indelible crimson was dried blood, while weapons scattered like stars adorned the land with a sense of sorrow.

Looking around, Emiya Shirou felt a heaviness in his heart. Saber was also infected by this sadness, while Tohsaka Rin looked at Red Archer with deep anguish. Fragmentary memories flashed through her mind—Red Archer's memories. They were far from pleasant: tragedies, emptiness, regret. From beginning to end, he had always been alone.

"Archer, what is the ability of your Reality Marble? We're at a disadvantage in numbers. If we don't formulate a thorough plan, it'll be difficult for us to win." When it came to battle, Saber was exceptionally reliable. She swiftly emerged from her grief and entered combat mode.

"As a Heroic Spirit, I don't possess a Noble Phantasm. I only have this 'Unlimited Blade Works.' This Reality Marble contains the elements needed to create every type of sword, so as long as I've seen a Noble Phantasm's original form, I can easily reproduce it." As Red Archer spoke, he waved a hand and took out a black longbow. The longsword he casually picked up transformed into a crimson arrow.

Red Plains Hound!

That was the name of the Noble Phantasm sword, a legendary blade passed down in heroic epics. Its blade was damaged and unsuitable for combat, but its properties made it exceptionally suited to being converted into an arrow.

As long as the archer survived, even if it was knocked aside, the arrow would continue attacking its target!

Whoosh—

The shrieking arrow tore through the air, drawing a crimson line of blood across the sky. Red Archer's target was Duke. As long as he killed him, the remaining Servants on the other