"Get out of my way!!!"
Justeaze let out an incomparably shrill roar. Magical energy spread with her voice, agitating the black mud around her body.
The black mud flowed wildly, forming a tidal wave that crashed toward Xiang An.
"—Tch!"
Xiang An had intended to strike again, but the advancing wave had blocked his path. Charging forward would only plunge him into the curses.
With no other choice, he yanked Torrent Gallop's reins, turned his spearhead, and leapt sharply to the other side.
"This is troublesome."
Kirei Kotomine frowned.
"With these curses around, unless someone has a large-scale attack that directly uses magical energy to reduce the amount of black mud, or possesses the ability to resist curses, no matter how strong they are, they'll be completely restrained!"
Although Anno perfectly met both conditions, the problem was—
Could so much black mud really be erased in such a short time?
Thinking this, Kirei Kotomine touched his right arm.
On his right hand were the Command Spells left unused by the eliminated Masters from the previous Holy Grail War. There were eleven marks in total.
This threat was nowhere near comparable to the ones before. He had to be prepared to use up every last Command Spell.
Screech—
The sound of hard braking rang out. Bazett and Kirei Kotomine turned together and saw a silver van. After drifting to a stop, the reinforcements had finally arrived.
"Xiang An."
Anno had already drawn his sword as he got out of the vehicle. He called out to Xiang An, who was still riding his steed through the sky.
"You finally made it. You felt it too, didn't you?"
Xiang An did not land. He merely gripped Torrent Gallop's reins tightly and glanced at Anno from the air.
Anno's expression was heavy as he