Blazing light filled the field of vision—light that should not have appeared in the middle of the night, radiant as the sun. The surging Torrent of Light nearly burned away the night sky, reducing even the moonlight to dimness before its violently magnificent brilliance.
The buildings overhead crumbled beneath the torrent of light, while the temperature of the surrounding air abruptly soared, as though they had leapt straight from late winter and early spring into the height of summer.
Whether flesh or steel, all vanished within the Torrent of Light. Feeble struggles were swallowed by an even stronger radiance. Unmatched violence descended from the heavens, and everyone dodged the ceaselessly falling beams. Clearly, this newly arrived Servant had no regard whatsoever for the truce agreement.
"Ha ha! That's right! Look up to the heavens! Crawl upon the earth! Bow your heads and submit!"
A ship as enormous as a whale cruised amid the dark clouds, radiating a brilliance comparable to the sun. A bare-chested man stood at its prow, looking down from the skies with his arms thrown wide in an exaggerated gesture.
"The King of Kings has descended upon this place! The moment you behold my radiance will be the moment you vanish from this world!"
His golden, sunlike eyes reflected nighttime Tokyo. He merely laughed without pause as he watched the four Servants below flee in panic. Though there had been a truce agreement, if they died here, they could only blame their own weakness.
"The Dark Night Sun Ship. So it was that foreign emperor."
Archer effortlessly dodged the Torrent of Light raining down from above. Looking at that vessel that radiated endless brilliance, he could not help but sigh. Though he had known nothing of it in life, as a Servant imbued with modern knowledge,