Karna and Siegfried exchanged a glance and silently nodded to each other before clashing once more.
The spearman of the sun loosely curled his left hand, and a dozen crimson lightning spears materialized in the air and rained down.
The dragon-slaying swordsman did not take them lightly. The sapphire in his sword's hilt shone, releasing a wisp of ancient magic power that wrapped around the blade. With a roar, he unleashed a rainbow-like arc of sword light, shattering every lightning spear in an instant.
At the same time, however, dozens of fireballs conjured by Karna hurtled toward him.
Siegfried immediately turned his sword point downward. Magic power surged, raising an azure barrier.
But the fireballs were merely a feint. The real attack came from Karna himself. The golden spear in his hands pierced the defenses and drove straight toward Siegfried's chest!
Magic power burst beneath Siegfried's feet, through the soles of his boots. Using that force, he swiftly retreated and dodged the strike.
"Urgh..."
Gordes watched Siegfried and Karna battle, his teeth clenched. Their exchanges were so relentless that he had no opening to provide support with magecraft. What was more, his opponent's Master appeared to be absent.
But what displeased him most was Siegfried's performance.
He knew that Saber Alter, Siegfried, was unquestionably a Heroic Spirit beyond the normal scale-one of the strongest Sabers, the greatest Dragon Slayer, a great hero completely immune to attacks below B rank.
Yet even so, Siegfried still had not defeated the Red Lancer.
Darnic and the Black Faction's Caster were watching through a spell at that very moment. The Red Faction's Masters were surely observing the situation as well, either directly or indirectly.
Meanwhile, he stood there like an idiot, doing nothing and giving no instructions. He could only watch helplessly, their