A Command Spell was a crystallized form of Magecraft that appeared on the back of the hand or wrist. It granted absolute command authority over a Servant, and was an exclusive mark of the Master. Moreover, a Command Spell could do more than control actions—it could also enhance abilities. Within the range of the Master's Magic, it could make a Servant do things they normally could not, even accomplishing feats in the realm of Magic, such as spatial teleportation.
The Second Magic in Type-Moon involved Parallel Universes. Maybe a Command Spell could achieve the same effect. Roland thought silently.
"Will this be useful?" Bruce asked doubtfully.
"Maybe." Roland thought for a moment before saying, "But we need to prepare for both possibilities. If Merlin can't do anything, we'll still have to work from this world."
"That's assuming this world hasn't already been destroyed." Bruce said, "According to the news I saw, this world will be heading toward destruction before long."
"I saw it too. This version of Aquaman is terrifyingly strong." Roland nodded. "He sank all of Western Europe straight into the sea."
"A powerful madman. Stopping him won't be easy."
"Are you going to stop Arthur?" Thomas had woken up at some point. "I know some people who want to do the same thing."
Would you like me to put you in contact with them?
"Dad, you're already up?"
"Uncle, hello."
"Mm." Thomas pressed a hand to his lower back. "I'm not used to sleeping on a sofa. Let's get back to the matter at hand. Do you need me to contact Cyborg's group?"
"I don't know much about the heroes of this world. Are those people reliable?" Bruce asked.
"Their individual abilities aren't bad, but together they're just a disorganized mob." Thomas gave his assessment. "If I led