"It's Shirou Emiya. He really is an extraordinary existence," Dr. Roman said with a sigh of admiration.
"Hm? More powerful opponents?" Solomon, who had been ready to speedrun this Holy Grail War, immediately grew wary when he saw the group appear. "My eyes—I can't see you."
"Let me handle this." Dr. Roman stepped in front of Roland.
"Can you beat him?" Roland sounded uncertain.
"I have one more ring than he does." Dr. Roman shrugged. "I have the advantage."
"—So that's how you measure your fighting strength?"
"The time of coronation has come. Through this, illuminate all things." Solomon immediately unleashed his Noble Phantasm, drawing everyone into his Reality Marble.
When Reality Marbles collided, neither could move away from the place where it had been deployed. Both sides might fight defensively within their own worlds, enter the enemy's world to defeat them, or simply return to normal when their time ran out.
But once Solomon unleashed his Noble Phantasm, the world of Unlimited Blade Works was effortlessly torn apart and drawn into an imaginary-number space isolated from the normal flow of time.
"It's Goetia's move, but it manifests differently." Roland surveyed their surroundings. This was not the Temple of Time, but the palace King Solomon had lived in.
The same Reality Marble could manifest differently because of differences in its users' inner worlds.
For example, in Emiya Alter's Unlimited Blade Works, the ground appeared as nothing but a blood-red graveyard bristling with swords and a boundless black wilderness. Several enormous black gears hung in the blood-red sky, bound by massive chains that prevented them from turning.
"Useless." Dr. Roman punched straight at Solomon. The force of his punch struck Solomon from a distance, blasting him far away as broad cracks spread across the ground.
Solomon raised an arm to block,