As Anno and Pindo charged in that direction, neither of them had any particular thoughts. Or rather, there was no need for too many thoughts at a time like this.
Their opponent was not the sort of bastard who liked schemes and tricks. All they needed to do was get there, then kill the source of the abnormalities in the area.
That was all.
Anno wrapped two more layers of bandages around his fists. He still did not like getting too much blood on his hands, in every sense of the phrase.
It would not affect the speed of his punches, but it would ultimately make them feel slightly obstructed.
"Pindo, go. Leave the things around here to us."
Pindo said nothing. He merely nodded, then vanished from where he stood in a burst of acceleration.
"There are quite a few of them. Mash, Ritsuka, Robin, let's loosen up a little."
Rubbing his shoulder, Anno narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous aura rose from his entire body.
Whoosh—
Like a bolt of raging lightning, Pindo slammed into the ground with a thunderous crash. Without pausing for even an instant, he drew his sword and slashed at the aggregate of lamentations.
Aah—
The aggregate of lamentations possessed no such thing as emotions. Acting on its instinct for self-defense, it opened its mouth the instant Pindo approached and unleashed that terrifying lament, seeking to destroy him.
"I'm not afraid of that move anymore."
With a cold snort, Pindo paid it no heed. Robin had already cast magecraft on him that would protect him from that damned song for a short time, allowing him to attack freely.
Longinus's radiance had already appeared along the blade. Pindo had no other means at the moment, so—
"It may not be a Noble Phantasm, but—"
"**Burst