"Judging by this appearance, this Phantom Spirit is Macbeth!"
Mash made her assessment based on the characteristics of his Saint Graph.
This Phantom Spirit's appearance and traits were very similar to the Phantom Spirit Macbeth they had encountered in London before. He was also from one of William Shakespeare's Four Great Tragedies, and his combat ability was extremely strong.
But only extremely strong.
"Finish this as quickly as possible!"
Anno stood side by side with Artoria, sword in hand.
Their magical energy erupted at the same time, and the two Sabers charged straight in.
Macbeth raised his sword and slashed at Anno, but Anno thrust upward and caught Macbeth's blade before driving forward with a shoulder tackle.
"Urgh—"
A muffled groan escaped Macbeth's mouth.
"King!"
Anno called out.
"I know!"
Clang—
Artoria slashed fiercely from the side. Anno spun backward and seized one of Macbeth's arms.
Slash—
Artoria's blade severed Macbeth's arm cleanly.
Macbeth was a Phantom Spirit, so no blood flowed out. Instead, an ash-gray substance splattered forth.
Anno tossed Macbeth's arm aside and kicked him in the stomach—he seemed particularly fond of kicking people.
Stab—
Artoria thrust her sword forward from behind. Combined with Anno's strength, it pierced straight through Macbeth's chest.
"Aaaah—!"
Macbeth let out a scream of agony.
Stab—
Anno, standing directly in front of him, also drove his sword into Macbeth's chest.
With two Holy Swords piercing his Spirit Core, even if Macbeth was a Servant, death was unavoidable—unless he possessed the Wolf King's level of strength.
Unfortunately, he did not.
In less than half a minute, Macbeth dissolved into ash-gray particles.
But it was not over yet.
Three enormous King Lears, each with an appearance resembling a Guardian, descended from above.
"I've also detected a Servant reaction on my end. It should be Emiya