Before Chaldea entered Riverton's camp, they already knew that two Servants were present there.
Not only did they know that Riverton's camp housed two Servants, but they had also detected several familiar-type reactions, allowing them to determine which faction those mechanical soldiers belonged to.
Even so, Chaldea still wanted to attempt contact and probe the other side's attitude, preparing various contingency plans for that purpose.
Just like this.
Gemstone blades flew out from the tents one after another, shooting straight toward Karna.
The instant Lawrence and Nightingale entered the camp, Lawrence had cast a large-scale medical magecraft aimed at ordinary people, one with a delayed activation effect. For the rest of the time, they had waited for the possibility of Fujimaru Ritsuka negotiating with the other side.
And now, judging from the explosions outside, a fight had apparently broken out.
While controlling the gemstone blades as they swooped and spun through the air, Lawrence lifted the tent flap. Just as she was about to step outside, she realized someone seemed to have rushed out even faster than she had?
After charging out of the tent, Nightingale immediately drew her gun and angrily berated Karna. "This is a camp for the wounded, and you actually caused an explosion here—!?"
Bang—
She decisively pulled the trigger. It was clearly a handgun, yet Nightingale made it feel like an automatic rifle.
Artoria had already ridden the black steed Llamrei up to Karna and engaged him in close combat.
Lawrence's gemstone blades coordinated with Artoria's lance, causing Karna quite a bit of trouble. Karna evaded Nightingale's string of bullets. Just as she was about to change magazines and pull out a grenade, Nightingale felt someone press a hand onto her shoulder.
"Florence, leave this to me. Go stitch up that wounded man from earlier.