"Mongrel! Who gave you permission to look directly at your king?! A mere barbarian king dares gallop through my courtyard?! Fall!"
Higher in the air, atop a streetlamp, Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, stood proudly in his lavish golden armor.
The fury of being affronted and cold killing intent burned in his crimson eyes.
The Gate of Babylon behind him expanded again. More sabers, spears, swords, and halberds gleamed coldly as they shot toward the chariot below like meteors, each capable of easily piercing steel.
In the shadows of a street corner not far below them was a frail boy wearing glasses-Waver Velvet, who was also Rider's Master.
He cowered in terror, his face deathly pale as he watched this battle that seemed to bring myth back to life, his heart almost leaping out of his chest.
Farther away, in the shadow of a tall building, was Tokiomi Tohsaka, Goldie's Master.
At that moment, he held his jeweled cane, his brows tightly knitted. He maintained an elegant bearing, but anxiety filled the depths of his eyes.
He had summoned Goldie to win the Holy Grail War, not to let this arrogant king vent his fury without restraint in the streets.
The energy fluctuations erupting from this sudden, top-level clash between Heroic Spirits were like a beacon in the night, instantly drawing the attention of Kirishima and his two companions.
"Hmph. What a racket."
Enel was the first to speak impatiently, golden light flickering in his eyes, drawn by the lightning yet carrying disdain.
"You dare show off these paltry sparks before this god?" He felt that the lightning coming from that wreck of a chariot had affronted his authority.
Crocodile narrowed his eyes, sweeping his gaze over both combatants before finally resting it on the glittering golden figure atop the