Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga

"LawAias!" Shirou released its true name, completely disregarding the fact that this was already the third time today he had released the true name of the Seven Rings of the Heavenly Wall.

There was no helping it. He had needed to use it once to provoke Achilles, and releasing its true name had also been unavoidable against Atalanta's Noble Phantasm. Faced with the power of that arrow now, if he did not use the Seven Rings of the Heavenly Wall, he could leave the stage directly and go back to curse about friendly fire.

He felt his mana rapidly draining away.

His homunculus Master's mana was probably nearly depleted by now, wasn't it?

"Hey, how much mana do you have left, Master?" Shirou asked through their contract.

"Feels like about a third is left."

His Master replied quickly.

Shirou could not help but marvel at how much mana this homunculus had. Even after releasing true names like this, there was still a third left.

And that third of their mana was at least enough for him to launch some final attacks.

—If Atalanta was not dead.

The light gradually faded, and the golden crow finally left the field.

Only two petals of the Seven Rings of the Heavenly Wall remained.

If he had not been far enough from the center of the explosion, even with the genuine Seven Rings of the Heavenly Wall, Shirou had not been very confident he could survive.

"She can't possibly still be alive after that, right?" Shirou looked around at the desolation. The grasslands had become mud and sand, while the few remaining trees had been shattered into several pieces and were still burning.

"What a pity, Assassin." Atalanta's voice came from behind Shirou.

"Hm?"

Shirou hurriedly turned around and discovered Archer standing behind him!