"Tch, Anno."
"Now that you've undergone a Reversal, can't you go do something a Lawful Evil is supposed to do properly?"
Emiya stared at Anno with a trace of coldness and impatience in his eyes.
"You, and that pitch-black Knight King over there—did you come here just to fight over something like this?"
He looked thoroughly displeased with both Anno and Artoria.
"What we do and where we do it is none of your business, boy."
Artoria cut down a Sparrow Bee with a single stroke, then turned to glance at Emiya Alter.
"I can sense that there is a bond of fate connecting you and me, but—"
Clang—
Light and wind coiled around the Holy Sword as Artoria gave a cold snort.
"In this Shinjuku, if you insist on making such a choice, then the only path left to me is to kill you."
"You hear that?"
Anno shrugged.
Emiya's expression grew even uglier.
He already felt like he could barely handle just one of these Sabers, and now there were two—
"This is what we'll launch next. Then we just need to wait for Sherlock Holmes's signal."
Fujimaru Ritsuka placed a massive ball at one end of the catapult.
It had to be said that the enormous device made with Lawrence's gemstones as material was unexpectedly durable. Even after being used twice, it had barely suffered any damage.
For such a large piece of hastily assembled equipment, that was practically a miracle.
"I'm almost there, Ritsuka! Get ready to launch it!"
"Okay!"
Having received the signal, Fujimaru Ritsuka began operating the massive device.
Boom!!!
Another thunderous blast rang out as the huge ball Fujimaru Ritsuka had placed at one end was launched along the same trajectory as before.
"Ritsuka!"
Lawrence's voice came from behind him. She sounded exhausted,