Awakening of the Sharingan

The sky was shrouded in gloom, and blood rained down in flurries.

Screams and explosions rang out together.

Saber Artoria, corrupted by black mud, stood expressionlessly at the center of the park lake.

The impact of her fall from the sky sent lake water surging upward.

Her golden eyes were vacant and indifferent.

Servants corrupted by black mud had long since lost their original emotions; even their consciousness had ceased to exist.

But...

Artoria was crying.

Tears slid down her face, carrying an inerasable sorrow.

The attacks continued.