Illya's Multiverse Odyssey

Moreover, the petrification effect on Mordred was still spreading; if they waited a little longer, both sides might have backed off and withdrawn.

But Rin Tohsaka refused without hesitation.

"No way! The Tohsaka family is a prestigious line of mages! How could I resort to such a sneak attack? If I'm going to win, I'll win fair and square! I won't stoop to those dirty tricks!"

Red A looked at Rin Tohsaka's stern expression and had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

That Rin Tohsaka—normally she seemed calm and rational enough, but she was quick to get hot-headed. Just last night, because his tone was too casual, she'd used a Command Spell to punish him, nearly driving him up the wall.

"Fine, I'll just treat it as an early observation of their abilities..." Red A could only think to himself.

What he hadn't expected, though, was that Mordred and Matou Shinji were even quicker to lose their heads than Rin Tohsaka.

Thanks to the boost from the Command Spell, Mordred was slightly on the back foot.

At this point, Medusa actually wanted to retreat—after all, the Command Spell's enhancement was only temporary, not permanent. Once the energy of this Command Spell ran out, her stats would drop back to what they were before.

But she waited and waited, and no order to retreat came. All she got was Matou Shinji's incessant shouting: "Kill her! Kill her for me!"

If it weren't for her concern over Sakura Matou, she'd have turned around and run him through with her sword.

On the other side, Mordred, equally hot-headed, took the initiative to create distance. Without consulting Chloe, the brilliant King of Knights' Sword in her hand already blazed with a crimson lightning bolt over three meters long—she was about to unleash her Noble Phantasm!

"What a perfect opportunity—"

Red A couldn't help it; he looked at Rin Tohsaka again, but she just crossed her arms, showing no sign of letting him act.

"Not good, Master! She's about to use her Noble Phantasm—" Medusa quickly shouted a warning.

Her intention was for Matou Shinji to order a retreat, but what he replied was...

"You use yours too!"

"..."

To be honest, if the battle on the field hadn't reached its most critical moment, Su Ning might have laughed at Matou Shinji's idiocy.

"Artoria hasn't even shown up yet, the Holy Grail War hasn't even started, and he's already burned a Command Spell and is about to expose his Noble Phantasm. Sure enough, this Matou Shinji can't escape his fate as a disposable cannon fodder~"

"Take this! This is the evil sword that destroyed the King—rebel against my glorious Father King!"

The royal sword in her hand blazed with unprecedented light. The crimson lightning converged into an indescribably terrifying pillar of light, blasting toward Medusa.

"Bellerophon!"

A pure white Pegasus with enormous wings appeared beneath Medusa. Without skills like Instinct or Mind's Eye, she couldn't dodge an Anti-Army Noble Phantasm, so she had no choice but to clash head-on with Mordred.

"Boom!"

A white meteor collided with the red lightning.

A tremendous shockwave exploded in midair, shattering every pane of glass within several kilometers into dust.

In fact, if Mordred hadn't been standing there, the entire school building beneath her feet would have been leveled by the collision of these two terrifying forces.

"Die already—"

After a stalemate lasting several seconds, Mordred's Noble Phantasm ultimately proved superior.