Rider would never forget the scene before him. All creation became hollow nothingness beneath the Primordial Spear formed from flower buds and ever-growing life.
Countless heavenly pillars braced themselves between heaven and earth, giving off dazzling thunder. They cheered and roared, spinning like tornadoes, twisting like the void, soaring skyward like spears capable of piercing the world.
Light poured from Enkidu, like a silver river falling from stars in the void, shining with dazzling brilliance.
The earth's crust shifted. Beneath Enkidu's feet, a mountain-like Tree of Life lifted him high, piercing straight into the clouds.
Purple thunder pierced the void, and life spread unimaginably through his own inner landscape.
It was a terror like the collapse of heaven and earth, like the coming of the apocalypse.
Even as he led the charge, Rider could not help raising his head to gaze up at it all.
This was the Planet's Breath.
When the spears of light touched the army he took such pride in, they left behind only an empty void.
The sprawling desert shattered continuously. The soldiers caught within could not even utter a word, and only more gales swept in from the void.
In answer to the marvel of Rider being an army unto himself, Enkidu also expressed his respect with the power to erase everything.
Like a tail pursuing him, the spears of light erased Rider's army little by little. Yet even at this sight, Iskandar's face remained utterly fearless. He gazed at Lancer on the horizon and let out a thunderous shout.
"Warriors, amid this scene of destruction and creation, now is the finest moment for us to display our path of conquest!"
The spirited voices of the Servants behind him answered. Though more than half had been erased before their opponent's attack had even ended, the