Red A was about to stir things up!
Anyone could tell without guessing; that look in his eyes plainly said he was about to cause trouble.
The only question was how this man intended to cause trouble. Still, he was definitely planning to make a big splash.
However, the Light Screen footage did not linger on Red A for long before quickly switching elsewhere.
At the gates of Ryudou Temple, the battle between Mordred and Sasaki Kojiro had reached its climax.
The two traded blows back and forth in an intensely fierce exchange.
Then, all of a sudden, Mordred sensed something and instinctively turned to look deeper into Ryudou Temple.
Sasaki Kojiro did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Instead, he said, "That reaction... did something happen to the people who entered?"
"Your Master is in there, and the only one you could sense would be your Master. So, did something happen to your Master?"
Mordred wore an irritated expression. "Tch! This battle ends here. Next, we settle this! I don't have time to waste grinding away at you here, Eastern samurai!"
Sasaki Kojiro replied, "Is that so? Then, as you wish, let us bring this battle to an end!"
As he spoke, he turned sideways, raised his sword, and assumed the opening stance of a sword technique.
"I am a nameless Heroic Spirit, with no Noble Phantasm of my own. What I possess is merely martial skill tempered a thousand times over and refined to its ultimate realm."
"Therefore, the final blow I can grant you is the strongest killing technique of which I am most proud."
"Saber, prepare yourself! With this, I shall take your head."
Mordred clicked her tongue. "Tch! Then come and try it!"
As she spoke, she too prepared for the final