In her view, just the sheer force of that entrance was so terrifying—surely the Heroic Spirit she had summoned had to be incredibly powerful, right?
Unfortunately, the airflow was not an aura at all, but a surge of magical energy. It was merely mixed in with Rin Tohsaka's own mana, which was why she had failed to notice it.
At last, the red light and dust dispersed. Rin Tohsaka quickly turned her head, looking left and right.
"Where is it... where is it... why isn't it here?"
It was nothing like she had imagined. The Heroic Spirit she had summoned had not appeared directly before her like an ordinary Heroic Spirit, but instead... "Bang!" A deafening crash came from above her head.
Rin Tohsaka froze for a moment, then ran upstairs in a rage.
"Who dares cause trouble in our Tohsaka family—"
The thought had only just crossed Rin Tohsaka's mind when she saw Red A standing amid the wreckage of tables and chairs.
Through the Command Spell, she immediately realized that this was the Heroic Spirit she had summoned.
Then... her mind filled with question marks.
Why did my Heroic Spirit end up here? Teleportation? Yes, that must be it! But... why isn't he Saber?!!!
Rin Tohsaka was going mad inside. In any case, she absolutely refused to admit that there had been a problem with her own summoning process.
"Tell me your name, Archer!"
At the Tohsaka family estate, Rin and Red A began their tumultuous love-hate battle, even using up one Command Spell in the process.
Meanwhile, Su Ning, who had arrived at Ryuudou Temple, was engaged in a truly fierce battle.
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On the narrow stone steps of the mountain path, Heracles and the gatekeeper Sasaki Kojiro were locked in combat. Since Su Ning already knew Sasaki Kojiro's Noble Phantasm, she had Heracles stay glued to him. Even if he had to take Sasaki Kojiro's ordinary slashes head-on, he never gave him the chance to pull away, assume his stance, and unleash Tsubame Gaeshi. Thus, it appeared that Heracles had Sasaki Kojiro pinned down, and victory was only a matter of time.
But that was merely an illusion.
"Berserker? The Holy Grail War has not even officially begun, and all seven Servants have yet to descend. Yet you intend to fight me already, Berserker's Master?"
Medea's enchanting face was hidden beneath her hood, leaving only her pointed chin exposed. Her expression could not be seen, and from her calm, indifferent voice alone, it was difficult to guess what she was feeling.
"A student of Hecate, Goddess of Magic; the unfortunate Princess of Colchis from Greek Mythology; a gifted woman willing to give everything for the one she loved... I came only to seek your help and borrow your Noble Phantasm. But I thought I should first let you witness my strength."
Su Ning spoke with a smile, directly exposing Medea's identity while deliberately avoiding the title she despised most: the Traitor Witch.
There was a clear tremor in Medea's voice.
"You actually saw through my identity?"
"Although magecraft in this era has declined greatly compared to the Age of Gods, the larger population has resulted in more Magic Eyes."
"I see. Future Sight, or Past Sight?"
Su Ning smiled elegantly but did not answer.
"Then let us change the question. What do you want to borrow my Noble Phantasm for?"
"It is simple. Help me remove Berserker's Mad Enhancement!"
A strange look flashed through Medea's eyes.