"The single [Anti-Spirit Flashbang]... at least it proved useful."
On the stairs leading down to the underground storage, Leonardo da Vinci's face was deathly pale, and Mona Lisa's smile was becoming difficult to maintain.
The reason was simple: the right hand she had just used to activate her Mystic Code had been severed cleanly at the wrist. Only a layer of gemstones covered the wound now.
"That Servant... we were right not to fight him."
She gritted her teeth and forced herself to finish speaking.
"He noticed my movement in an instant and drew his sword without even looking. If I hadn't started activating it beforehand, the Anti-Spirit Flashbang might not even have gone off."
"Getting away like this is already the best possible outcome."
The opponent had noticed the magical energy she used to activate her Mystic Code and reacted. It was that simple.
It was only that the demonic swordsman had drawn his sword too quickly. He had already struck before the Anti-Spirit Flashbang exploded, and in that brief instant, da Vinci's right hand had been severed.
Lawrence reacted in time, covering da Vinci's wound with gemstones to avoid leaving a blood trail. Then, while the enemy's vision was blocked for that brief opening, the Chaldea group swiftly fled into a narrow passage. After twisting and turning through it, they finally reached the underground storage.
"Stop talking. Drink the potion first. There's something wrong with that Servant's sword—your condition is already terrible!"
Lawrence said nervously.
That sword... she had no idea what was going on with it, but da Vinci was already on the verge of being forced out.
Da Vinci said nothing more. She merely nodded and downed the gemstone potion meant to save her life in one gulp.
Her magical energy became abundant in an instant,