"We're close, Master of Chaldea. Don't be impatient." As Enkidu sensed that magical energy drawing nearer, his expression grew grave.
His gravity was not because he had sensed a sufficiently powerful presence. Enkidu was far stronger than ordinary gods; what concerned him was—
Hatred.
Extremely dense, unmistakable hatred.
Yet it did not seem like hatred coming from the goddess Tiamat.
That great mother, even if she truly intended to attack Mesopotamia, would never hate this place in her thoughts or heart.
She was the Mother Goddess of Creation. How could she possibly hate her own children?
Then only one answer remained.
Tiamat's children—the eleven Demonic Beasts personally created by Tiamat—were hating this land and the lives dwelling upon it.
Why was that?
For some reason, Enkidu felt a faint tremor in his heart.
They still did not know the answer. They had to—
BOOM—!!!
Enkidu and the Chaldeans' attention was drawn by an enormous crash.
A blast of air suddenly surged out from within the storm, as though it had been unleashed by a tremendous impact.
"An enemy attack!?" Fujimaru Ritsuka became alert.
"No, probably not." Nanshe's range of vision was comparatively greater. With a slight frown, she said, "It seems to be the aftershock of a battle."
Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked.
What kind of battle could send aftershocks all the way into the sky several kilometers away?
"Goddess Nanshe, please go investigate." Fujimaru Ritsuka had Enkidu halt his flight for the moment, then looked toward Nanshe.
"Mm, leave it to me." Smiling, Nanshe patted Fujimaru Ritsuka on the head before flying swiftly in that direction.
"Miss Lawrence, use your second Noble Phantasm to observe the situation. Mash, prepare for battle."
Fujimaru Ritsuka made his arrangements cautiously.
BANG—
HUMMM!!!
Claw and spear collided, and the resulting airflow even blocked the rain