Metal struck metal with a crisp clang.
The blades shattered, only to be projected again at once.
Yet Lilith traced a perfect arc through the air with those iron legs of hers, cleaving down upon the sword blade before seemingly landing without any obstruction.
"Tch..." Seeing that Guan Yu and Mo Ye could not withstand the assault at all, Shirou drew Durandal.
The holy sword famed for its toughness finally demonstrated its worth at this moment.
After only a few seconds and dozens of exchanges, Shirou was somewhat at a disadvantage, but he had not been completely overwhelmed.
Lilith was very satisfied.
No, she had been satisfied from the very beginning. Now, she was even more satisfied.
With her leg pressing down on Shirou's sword, Lilith looked at him with blazing passion.
"Arms of steel that easily receive my ceaseless attacks. A spirit of iron that values protecting its master over itself. An eagle's expression that pierces through me—wonderful, Archer! You are the embodiment of the 'Ally of Justice' that could only exist in stories! I like you. I can barely endure it.
I've fallen in love...! Ahh, at last, I've found a true purpose that belongs only to me...! Archer! I want to fall in love with you...!"
Shirou's sword nearly slipped from his grasp.
Had this person learned the art of talking her opponent to death too?
Had that secret technique, never passed down to others, already spread so widely?
But Shirou understood that Lilith did not seem to be trying to achieve anything through her words. She was simply expressing what she felt.
That made it even more terrifying. Shirou felt fear in the face of such fiery feelings and emotions.
"What did you say?!" Hakuno immediately sprang to her feet. "Say that again!"
Lilith looked at