In Shirou Emiya's vision, Medusa's dagger drew ever closer. That glint of cold steel seemed almost upon him, yet his heart was utterly calm.
Sorry, Saber. I really don't want to summon you after all.
He no longer had the strength to block.
The Magic Circuits inside him burned furiously, projecting Kanshou and Bakuya once more in a way that verged on damaging his very foundations...
Boom! Under Medusa's full-force blow, the two short swords shattered into glasslike fragments. A shard grazed his cheek, leaving a deep, bloody cut.
Medusa drove her knee into his abdomen.
Shirou Emiya went flying, tumbling a dozen or so times across the wasteland before finally crashing into a massive, rusted sword embedded in the ground.
He spat out a large mouthful of blood. His vision began to blur, and even his consciousness grew hazy.
"This ends here."
Medusa's voice came from a distance.
Shirou Emiya tried to stand again, but his legs would no longer obey him.
He could only watch helplessly as Medusa approached step by step, the dagger gleaming coldly in her hand.
"On my Master's orders, I won't hurt you, but I'll still need to make you behave a little now."
Medusa said.
She raised her dagger.
Shirou Emiya closed his eyes.
Three minutes should be up by now.
Medusa's dagger descended.
But just as its tip was about to pierce Shirou Emiya's leg, the entire world suddenly began to crack. The gears in the sky abruptly stopped turning, and the swords of every shape and appearance across the ground began to fade.
The wasteland shattered like a mirror.
Unlimited Blade Works came undone.
Medusa's dagger actually struck empty air.
Her view changed abruptly. The wasteland vanished, replaced by the abandoned shrine from before. Sunlight fell on moss-covered stone steps, and