"Damn it!! Just who the hell is this guy?!"
Jason cursed aloud at the sight.
He stared at the man in white standing atop the highest reef.
He was undoubtedly a pure human—not a Heroic Spirit, but a living, breathing human.
Yet those meteors overhead, trailing long fiery tails, were no holographic projections.
How could a human wield magecraft on this scale? This completely defied all reason.
"Mash!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka snapped back to her senses and shouted.
At the same time, she activated her Mystic Code and strengthened Mash!
"True Name, frozen deployment—the Lord Camelot that bears countless paths and countless wishes—answer me, city of dreams already grown frail—Lord Camelot----!"
Mash stepped forward and raised her shield.
The phantom image of the Chalk Castle rose from the beach, and a white curtain of light enveloped everyone within.
The first meteor crashed down.
The light curtain shook violently.
The piercing sound of friction nearly ruptured their eardrums.
Ritsuka covered her ears and began considering her next move.
Mash's Noble Phantasm merely imitated Galahad's Noble Phantasm. Under an attack like this, it would not hold for long.
And the other side still had two Servants on the level of gods who had yet to make a move----
Caenis rested her spear on her shoulder, her tongue sweeping over her chapped lips.
She lowered her body, her calf muscles taut like a cheetah poised to pounce.
The Dioscuri siblings floating in midair exchanged a glance.
Castor raised his hand, and blinding lightning flared at his fingertips.
They felt no guilt whatsoever about launching a sneak attack.
Gods did not need to pick a day to kill, nor did they need to fight with honor.
The sky was completely dark.
The red glow of the meteors cast every face in a ghastly pallor.
But