The fierce battle erupted in an instant.
As magic surged like a storm, every Knight of the Round Table on the city wall except Artoria was blown away.
"Just releasing magic alone can...!?"
"So strong...!"
Tristan and Mordred resisted the storm of magic while staring at Luo Zhen in utter astonishment.
"Ugh!"
Agravain could not even resist. He rolled away miserably until several Purification Knights caught him, allowing him to tumble into the battlefield below without being smashed to pieces.
Even Mashu was shaken by the sudden, violent surge of magic.
"Senpai!"
Mashu braced her shield against the raging gale of magic and shouted at Luo Zhen.
Yet amid the storm of magic, only one voice rang out, reaching Mashu's ears.
"Break through the Purification Knights' encirclement and open a passage so all the refugees can escape."
Luo Zhen gave her the order.
Hearing this, Mashu could not help hesitating.
At that moment, the communicator on her wrist lit up.
"Listen to Luo Zhen, Mashu!"
Olga Marie's voice rang out like a shout.
"Let the refugees escape first. Then Rorerei can free up more strength to deal with the King of Lions!"
Da Vinci instantly assessed the situation on the battlefield as well.
"If he has to keep protecting the refugees, Luo Zhen won't be able to fight at full strength or act freely!"
Roman shouted too.
The three of them had watched everything unfolding here like a typhoon from Chaldea, and by now they were all tense.
"Fou!"
Finally, even Fou poked out of Mashu's arms and cried out, seemingly urging Mashu on.
Struggle appeared on Mashu's face, but it quickly turned into determination.
"I'll be back, Senpai!"
Leaving those words behind, Mashu leaped from the city wall and charged toward the battlefield below.
"Hey! Your opponent is me!"