Under the raging winds unleashed by the Sacred Sword, Angra Mainyu's body began to crumble without end. He glared resentfully at the Wielder of the Holy Sword before him and had no choice but to repeat his old trick, sending a thin, small figure wrapped in bandages crawling out of that beast's body.
The filthy, viscous flesh kept crumbling under Saber's attacks, but quite a few severed chunks still merged into the figure as he ran down the mountain.
Saber frowned. Just as he was about to end the last vestige of All the World's Evil, he stopped and looked toward the figure approaching from beneath the ruins of Mount Enzou.
"No need to pursue him. He cannot escape this place. I've already arranged for someone to clean up."
Dressed in solemn black, the priest stepped aside to clear a path and entered the chaotic battlefield, the golden cross around his neck swinging through the air with his movements.
Rin Tohsaka called out the newcomer's name in some surprise.
"-Kirei."
Dragging his ruined body along, Angra Mainyu began running in human form for the first time.
He could already foresee that extremist Wielder of the Holy Sword swiftly catching up and tearing him to pieces.
But even so, he did not want to die.
Even with the Black Mud that had spilled from the earlier hole, he had failed to destroy this city. At most, it amounted to a somewhat larger disaster.
How could that possibly satisfy his resentment?
I can't accept this! I don't want to die like this! I should have been the one to become a Beast! I was already the embodiment of malice!
"You people have gone too far!"
Only after running for a while without noticing any sign of pursuit did he breathe a