The instant the rose gave off its light, the whole world seemed to plunge into pitch-black darkness, yet the emperor in her red dress alone remained radiant.
As her words faded, the tip of the Crimson Greatsword sank into the snow. Gold-lavish, magnificent gold-spread outward from its point.
The cold snow gave way to a golden floor, and golden stands enclosed the darkness on all sides. Even the boundless sky was covered by a golden dome.
And so, a sumptuous theater fashioned entirely from gold appeared before Heracles in its entirety, dazzling and enchanting.
But Azure Saber did not seem to notice the faint distortion in the air in one corner of the Golden Theater's dome.
-it was Sovell, who had willingly stepped into the enemy's Noble Phantasm.
"A reality marble? Hmm... no, that's not right. It seems to be grand magecraft working on a similar principle."
Sovell's fingertips began to stir the air drifting through the opera house, incorporating it into his sense of touch to probe the true nature of the young emperor's Noble Phantasm.
Meanwhile, Azure Saber, wreathed in golden light, was dancing gracefully as she swung the Crimson Greatsword.
Scorching flames ignited along the blood-red blade, making the skin of the girl beside it glow all the more warmly.
The red-dressed girl's sword dance was like the Sun God generously shedding his radiance, or the Goddess of Love and Beauty enchanting all living beings with every gesture.
Her swordplay was utterly unlike what it had been before, exceptionally graceful, like that of an actor in a stage play.
"Witness my great talent, and hear the thunderous applause!"
As her spirits rose higher and higher, the flames on her blade seemed to grow ever more searing, until they blazed like a torch.
"Oh~ now that's swordsmanship just