Bang!!!
Bang!!!
Just as everyone thought the dust had settled, two gunshots suddenly rang out.
Once again, Emiya Kiritsugu and Maiya Hisau fired at Sakumura from two different directions.
Emiya Kiritsugu's reasoning was perfectly sound, and his timing was precise. After unleashing his Noble Phantasm, Sakumura had entered a brief period of weakness.
Sakumura had indeed called down that lightning, but that did not mean he would not be injured by it.
For a modern Servant to invoke Mystery on that scale without paying a price was impossible.
He did not have Sakamoto Ryoma's good fortune of finding himself a giant serpent wife.
"Mm!?"
Sakumura tried to rise and cut down the bullets with his sword, and he did succeed—but only halfway.
Splurt—
"Urgh—"
Sakumura let out a muffled groan of pain.
He cut down one bullet, but his strike against the second went wide. The bullet hit his left shoulder, tearing open a massive wound and nearly blasting his entire left arm off.
It was an anti-materiel sniper rifle. Ordinarily, it should have blown a person to pieces, but Sakumura was a Servant. The strength of his Spirit Origin was beyond that of ordinary flesh and blood. Even so, he had still suffered such grievous injuries.
Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes lit up slightly as he calmly worked the bolt.
"Maiya, once more."
Sakumura Anno—he truly had fallen into a weakened state!
So long as even one of these two bullets hit, this formidable threat would surely die!
Bang!
Bang!
The two gunshots rang out again, and two more devastating bullets shot toward Sakumura.
But—
Clang!
Clang!
Two short swords intercepted the bullets in midair.
"Assassin!"
The anxious voice came from Kirei Kotomine.
Kirei Kotomine ran while remaining on guard, and he made another move—
He gripped the blade of a