Altria did not rush to pursue them. Like a demon god inspecting her domain, she slowly walked toward the city center, which had long since become ruins.
The Dark Sacred Sword dragged along the ground. Wherever its tip passed, the asphalt melted like butter beneath a hot knife, leaving behind sizzling trails of lava.
Cú Chulainn was the first to rush beneath a skyscraper, driving the Demon Spear viciously into the building's load-bearing structure.
"Try this!" he roared as violent magical energy flooded the spear, crimson light exploding forth.
Crack—BOOM!!!
The already heavily damaged building was completely thrown off balance by his precise strike.
Amid the screeching, teeth-grating sound of twisting and snapping metal, the upper half of the dozens-of-stories-high skyscraper came crashing down on Altria as she moved in the distance, like a fallen giant, carrying countless shards of glass and mangled steel beams with it.
A shadow that blotted out the sky instantly engulfed her.
At the same time, Emiya appeared from even higher up.
At some point, he had projected several massive chains and wrapped them around another intact building shaped like a harp.
The muscles in his arms bulged as he pushed his magical energy to its limit and yanked with all his strength.
The harp-shaped building let out a groan of unbearable strain as he forcibly dragged it into a tilt through sheer brute force.
The enormous shadow and the collapsing skyscraper's wreckage formed a pincer attack, like two crumbling mountains intent on burying Altria completely.
Facing a cataclysm powerful enough to crush an entire army, Altria slightly raised her head.
She did not even raise her holy sword to block.
"Boring tricks."
She merely touched the tip of the Dark Sacred Sword lightly to the ground.
Hummm—!
Even deeper, even more terrifying dark magical