Perhaps this battle should have come long ago.
--BOOM!!!
The clash between the Holy Sword and an ordinary weapon erupted with unimaginable force, producing a roar like an explosion.
At the entrance to the distant church stood a priest with his eyes closed, looking toward where Anno and Sakumura were fighting. His lips parted, as though he wanted to say something.
But.
In the end, he could only sigh.
He should make preparations to conceal this battle when the time came. As for now, it did not matter.
--BOOM!!!
Another explosive collision.
"You really do understand me, Saber!"
Sakumura leaped into the air and hung there, turning back. His brown eyes had already been dyed white by lightning as he looked at Anno, a smile curling across his lips.
"After all, you're myself."
"Or at least... you once were."
"So I have to understand."
Anno suppressed his Holy Sword as its light continued to gather.
Yes, they understood each other—one could say they knew each other inside out.
What moves the other would use, what abilities the other possessed, even the other's combat habits and battle instincts—they knew everything.
After all—
They had once been one person!
They were fragments cut from the same individual!
"Everyone says you're perfect. No one knows about your indecisiveness, but—"
"Your sword never seems to hesitate!"
--BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!
Lightning shrieked as Sakumura suddenly raised a hand and pressed it down toward Anno.
Several bolts of lightning struck. Anno's Holy Sword erupted with force. Naturally, he had anticipated what Sakumura would use—even though Sakumura had never used this power before. This was his first time.
"Yeah. Even I don't know whether that's a strength or a weakness."
Anno answered Sakumura's question, unsure what expression to make.
When he had first left the Fairy Realm,