Messmer scrutinized that sin. There was no need for now...
He was only a helpless father, nothing more.
She took Sakura's hand and turned toward the basement.
Behind her, Byakuya Matou's voice came: "If... if you could burn that old bastard..."
Messmer did not look back.
"I will."
Deep within the underground workshop.
Messmer stood in the middle of the worm pit, her spear planted against the ground.
Flames coursed around her, driving the writhing black shadows into the corners.
Sakura hid behind her, clutching her cloak, with only half an eye peeking out.
"Come out."
Messmer's voice was not loud, but the entire worm pit trembled.
There was no response.
Only the rustling of wriggling worms came from every direction.
Messmer could not be bothered to wait any longer. The Grace of the Lord took effect.
The Lord had given his authorization. She raised her spear and struck the ground.
In an instant, flames erupted.
The sweeping flames spread across the ground, flooding every crack, every shadow, every worm's nest.
Screams rang out as the filthy soul was forcibly burned. No matter how many pieces he had split his soul into, no matter how deeply they were hidden, at the Lord's bidding, the flames of judgment would catch him in the end.
Countless worms turned to ash in the flames, and within that ash, one particularly large mass writhed frantically.
Flames scorched it from beneath.
"Aaaaaaah!"
Zouken Matou emerged from the ashes. His true body, that brain worm, had been forced by the flames to expose itself from behind the cover of his countless other bodies.
The pallid worm was bloated and twisted, like a monster molded anew from countless crushed human faces.
"Stop! Stop! I'll give you whatever you want! The Holy Grail! Magecraft! Everything the Matou Family