Just as Olga Marie fell into despair, a pitch-black greatshield landed before her.
"Director—?"
"Y-you guys?! Ahh, seriously, what the hell is going on here—?!"
No one answered her questions.
Lianye calmly walked over from behind and instructed Mash, "Raise your shield and protect Olga Marie. You tank them; I'll deal the damage!"
"Understood, Master!"
Though somewhat puzzled by Lianye's orders, Mash still did as she was told.
A brilliant stellar core spun, scattering outward along star-trails with Lianye at its center. Gravity gradually dissolved amid the restless spectrum, while countless strands of color, indistinguishable to ordinary people, twisted and splashed forth.
The newly forged star swept through with unstoppable force. Dazzling light cascaded down in layers, and the concentrated heat even expanded the limits of every spectrum. In that instant, every Dragon Fang Soldier was reduced to indistinguishable dust. It was impossible even to gather the remains of the magical tools after they had failed for recycling.
The nova's radiance vanished in a flash, but Olga Marie and Mash, who had witnessed the sight, trembled slightly at the spectacle.
Olga Marie stared in shock, her mouth slightly open at this instantaneous large-scale "magecraft," while Mash held her sturdy shield and turned to glance at Lianye. With a hint of displeasure, she pouted, "Master, shouldn't defeating opponents like these be my duty as a Servant?"
Normally, a Master stood behind their Servant and received the Servant's protection. At most, they cast a few support spells for the Servant and issued combat orders. Who had ever heard of making the Servant tank while the Master unleashed explosive damage instead?
"Uh... I was a little worried that you'd just gotten used to this Heroic Spirit's power and might have trouble dealing with so many Dragon Fang Soldiers at once."
"How could that