The fully unleashed Valkyrie activated her Noble Phantasm, lifting her enormous spear high as she rose into the sky. Yet her gaze remained fixed firmly on Sigurd.
"So this is Brynhildr's Spear, meant to pierce a warrior's life?! It's huge! Really huge!"
Napoleon stared wide-eyed at the enormous spear in the sky.
"The shockwave is coming! Mash, get ready to block!"
Sensing the astonishing magical energy radiating from Brynhildr's Spear, Fujimaru Ritsuka hurriedly called out to Mash.
On the submarine's carriage, Norla—who seemed to have grown a little taller and gained a touch more youthful air—frowned at Brynhildr, then frowned at Sigurd below, who had been firmly locked onto.
A powerful premonition rose in his heart.
Something was wrong.
Something seemed off somehow, but—
"This is the absolute strike—"
"A killing blow meant to slay the dragon slayer, the great hero, the man I love—!"
"If it's you, it will absolutely hit—Sigurd!!!"
"This is the weight of my longing, the weight of my love—"
Brynhildr shouted, embracing the enormous spear.
"One strike—certain death!!!"
Buzz—
The enormous spear blasted toward Sigurd at an unbelievable speed.
Brynhildr had already closed her eyes.
She knew—
If it was her beloved.
If it was the hero Sigurd.
Then he would absolutely, absolutely die beneath this strike.
But—
"Useless."
Buzz—
BOOM!!!
A tremendous impact erupted from the spear's tip, sending Brynhildr flying. The enormous spear spun as it reverted to its original form.
"Urgh—"
As she landed, Brynhildr's eyes were still filled with shock and confusion.
"W-What?"
Clearly, she had not yet processed what had just happened.
—And neither had anyone else.
[H-How is that possible?!]
The one who broke the silence on the battlefield was the panicked voice of the new director, Goredolf.
[That was Brynhildr's Noble Phantasm! The concept contained within a Noble