The Terrifying Illusion

"Witness this move, then all of you disappear!" Sakata Kintoki slung his great axe behind him. Thunder rumbled across the sky, and golden lightning from above reflected off the axe blade with a deafening roar.

"I am no king, yet I am the radiant light that shines before my king." Mordred held Clarent with a solemn expression. Scarlet lightning flickered across Clarent, echoing the golden lightning on Sakata Kintoki's axe. For a moment, Barking Park was filled with the sound of flashing lightning and rolling thunder.

"For the king's peace, I shall sweep away every obstacle—"

Sakata Kintoki leaped high into the air. "Golden Spark!!!"

Mordred swung Clarent down as well. "Clarent accompany Arthur!!!"

Scarlet and golden lightning erupted within Barking Park.

The massive axe struck the ground, shattering it outright. A huge crater appeared, upheaving everything around it. The blast and lightning pulverized more than a dozen Phantom Spirits at the center, while the others were swept away and destroyed body and soul amid the tumbling chaos.

A crimson torrent of magical energy washed over the other side like a flood, yet it incinerated every Phantom Spirit it covered, leaving a massive scar across the ground. Even the edges of the torrent caused widespread cracks.

"S-So strong!" Mash had withdrawn as well, standing before Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others as she blocked the surging aftershock.

"The way Miss Mordred uses her sword feels a little like the black King Arthur we saw in the Fuyuki Singularity, as well as Anno of the Knights of the Round Table." Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed an utterly irrelevant clue and let his imagination run wild. "Could it be that all Knights of the Round Table fight like this?"

"Probably... not?" Mash gave an awkward laugh.

Though she had no idea why, Mash desperately wanted