"We've worn them down enough, Assassin! Drag these bastards into your Noble Phantasm. We'll execute them one by one!"
"As you command, Producer~"
After a surge of Noble Phantasm energy, Yan Huan and the others found that the entire world had faded several shades toward gray.
The buildings Altria and Black Jeanne had demolished around them were restored in an instant.
They now stood inside a pristine, gray-white Krokok Film Park.
"Is this... a Noble Phantasm?" Robin looked around in confusion.
"Isn't this Krokok Film Park?"
"I get it! It's like that red-clad Heroic Spirit's ability." Inspiration struck March 7th.
"If I remember right, it's an Inherent Domain, isn't it?"
"Scott's Servant is a Penacony local, so his Noble Phantasm might be tied to Penacony itself."
"And didn't that guy keep calling Scott his producer? So he must be a director..."
"Wasn't Mr. Rick already a director?" Yan Huan looked at March 7th.
"Come to think of it... how the heck did he become a Servant? I thought we were supposed to be summoning Penacony's Heroic Spirits."
If Yan Huan remembered correctly, Mr. Rick wasn't from Penacony either, and he hadn't been here long.
Yan Huan didn't believe for a second that this land had already spawned legends about him.
"The Servant probably possessed the Mr. Rick you know," Altria said with an amused smile.
"Something like borrowing a corpse to return to life. If they're both directors, they may be highly compatible."
"Hey, stop chatting! I can't use my Noble Phantasm anymore." Black Jeanne looked at them anxiously.
"This damn domain suppresses Servants. We need to break out as soon as possible."
"Which raises a question." Yan Huan looked around.
"Where did those red and blue Servants go?"
"Probably off to save their Masters," March 7th said, blinking her