Once Fran had more or less recovered and charged in again, Orochimaru brought his hands together, then slowly spread them apart. A gray sphere radiating a dangerous aura appeared between his palms!
That dangerous aura made Fran instinctively stop in her tracks. She had a premonition that if that thing touched her, she would die!
"Oh? Your senses are that sharp?" Seeing Fran halt warily instead of advancing, Orochimaru licked the corner of his mouth with his long tongue. "Then I'm coming."
"Whoosh!"
The sphere between Orochimaru's palms suddenly changed shape, extending a spike that shot fiercely toward Fran.
Already on guard, Fran's figure flashed aside, dodging the spike. Then, in the next instant, something happened that made her hair stand on end.
The spot pierced by the gray spike silently dissolved into particles and scattered into the air!
All that remained was a neat, round pit!
That terrifying sight made Fran's fighting spirit plummet. Though she did not know whether that thing would work on a Noble Phantasm, she did not dare gamble on it.
Because she would only get one chance. If she lost that gamble, everything would be over.
For now, the safest choice was still to keep stalling for time. As long as her Master escaped danger, he could use a Command Spell to summon her over, and everything would be safe.
This Holy Grail War was different from the ones before, where only one Servant could survive. This time, in theory, two could survive!
So as long as they got through this battle, they could absolutely find a place to hide and wait for the others to decide the victor. The Shinobi World was so vast; there would always be a place for them.
As for fighting... that was impossible. Their disadvantage was too great.