Mana filled his body, then was unleashed at full force. The tremor at the point where claw and weapon met could absolutely shake a person to death alive.
Fujimaru Ritsuka wiped his mouth with his sleeve, paying no attention to the battlefield behind him.
He was a Master, and only a Master.
His conviction would guide his Servants, and what his Servants needed to do was answer that unshakable conviction.
So, he believed Xiang An would take care of everything.
He turned around, first nodding to Sita before beginning to search around the ruined Washington Palace.
Xiang An and Cu Chulainn clashed. Great Pi struck against a claw, but those sharp twin claws were indestructible. Though he looked somewhat disheveled, Cu Chulainn had barely been affected.
"Yes, yes—yes!"
Clang—!
Cu Chulainn rose from the deep pit. His massive claw, carrying immense force, sent Great Pi flying with a wild laugh. The pupils hidden behind that ferocious head trembled slightly as he stared at Xiang An and shouted.
"This is how it should be—"
"This is what battle, battle is—!!!"
"Isn't this exactly how it should be?!"
Xiang An's pupils narrowed as Cu Chulainn charged.
Torrent Gallop was badly injured, its two forelegs limping. It was clearly no longer fit to ride.
Xiang An pondered for a moment, then snapped Great Pi in half, turning it into three sections.
Now, he could only fight at close range.
Each gripping the section with the pi-head in both hands, Xiang An and Cu Chulainn moved with terrifying speed and crushing force. Their exchanges even left afterimages, and the booming impacts made people's eardrums ache.
Every clash sent surging mana through the surroundings, and every collision made one's head spin.
Xiang An gritted his teeth, constantly spinning the lone remaining section of Great Pi