Standing atop a skyscraper, Archer drew the longbow in his hands and symbolically took aim.
Then—
Following his Master's command, he released the string.
Bzzz—
Bzzzzzz—
Whoosh—
In an instant, the arrow reached its maximum speed and hurtled wildly toward its target.
"This..."
Issei Ryuudou stared blankly at the dazzling light emanating from the longsword in Anno's hand.
What was that light?
If Servants were all figures from history, then this one was probably some sort of knight from Europe?
Anno let out a breath, then—
He stepped forward.
Then he drew his sword back and slashed diagonally—
Bzzz—
A silver-white radiance slashed toward Shuten Douji, who stood opposite him.
"My, my."
Lowering her body and swiftly evading the light Anno had slashed out, Shuten Douji wore a smile despite the bead of cold sweat on her face.
"What terrifying magical energy."
Anno's eyes widened in fury. Leaving no gaps in his assault, he closed in and brought the Holy Sword down at Shuten Douji's head.
Shuten Douji bit her lip and retreated as she fought, but after using her greatsword to block merely two or three of Anno's attacks, the web between her thumb and forefinger began to ache, and she felt as if she could barely hold onto her weapon.
"What—"
Shuten Douji might have looked small and frail, but as the Oni King, her strength was absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people—monstrous strength. Yet now—after such a simple exchange, she was already about to have her weapon knocked from her hands?
"Get lost!!!"
Alcoholic fumes mixed with magical energy, producing an effect akin to an explosion. Rapidly swinging her greatsword, Shuten Douji briefly forced Anno back for an instant and seized the opportunity to widen the distance between them. However—
It was completely useless.
Anno slashed