The two had slipped into flirtatious banter when they suddenly sensed murderous intent. Atmosphere and Instinct sounded their warnings, and both turned toward the golden Servant atop the streetlamp.
Sure enough, just as they turned, the golden Archer spoke in an icy voice. "A mere mongrel dares ignore this king? You deserve ten thousand deaths!"
Clearly, the mongrel he meant was Sovell.
Even Sovell, good-tempered as he was in the Caster class, slowly furrowed his brow at the golden Archer's words. His eyes became Dragon Eyes as he carefully examined the aura spilling from Archer.
Divinity flickered within it.
Sovell shook his head, a mocking smile curling his lips. "Tsk, tsk. When all's said and done, aren't you a 'mongrel' yourself, Archer?"
"Do you crave death that badly, insect?!"
Archer seemed to have been struck where it hurt. In an instant, several golden ripples spread across the sky behind him, and a number of Divine Weapons shot toward Sovell!
"Honestly, you're always making trouble for me."
The others heard only Artoria's resigned remark beside him before the two vanished behind the smoke and dust of the explosions.
The smoke kept Waver and Irisviel, with their ordinary human eyes, from seeing what had happened inside. But the expressions on the other two Servants-Lancer and Rider-told them enough.
Those two were still in the fight!
"Truly splendid martial skill, Caster."
Rider's thunderous praise rang out. At the same time, Lancer was shaken to his core.
Those two... were they really human?
Seeing his Master's questioning gaze, Rider stroked his chin and explained:
"What, couldn't you see?
"That Caster pulled an entirely golden sword out of nowhere. The instant Archer's attacks entered their defensive range, the two knocked every weapon away with flawless coordination.
"You only missed it in the smoke because Archer