Chaldea's sensory system detected her magical reaction.
The combined strength of Leviathan Alter's Spirit Origin with the special wavelength of the Demon Lord attribute would indeed appear as extremely high on the instrument readings.
It could make people who don't know the situation think that the Beast has descended.
They are not running away.
They were running away from her.
Mayuri was suspended in mid-air.
The black wings flapped slowly.
Her magenta eyes watched the three figures running further and further away.
A girl with orange-red hair, a knight with light pink hair, and a director with long silver hair.
Three living, breathing people.
Mayuri has been at this Singularity for almost ten days.
In those ten days, the only living beings she saw were Shirou Emiya and a Grand Bomber had already been killed by her tail.
Three new ones finally arrived today.
Moreover, they were all characters she liked when she played FGO in her previous life.
Ritsuka Fujimaru, a strong and optimistic ordinary girl.
Mash, a gentle and reliable junior knight.
Olga Marie--
Mayuri's gaze lingered on the silver-haired figure for a few more seconds.
Olga Marie.
It's also one of her favorite roles.
Long silver hair, delicate features, and a fierce yet strong-willed personality.
Every time Mayuri watches the scene in the prologue of her previous FGO life where she is pushed into Chaldeas by Lev, she feels a tightness in her chest.
Now that character is right in front of her.
To live.
Running.
He was desperately trying to escape her.
Because she is a "terrifying being close to the level of the Beast".
Mayuri stood frozen in mid-air for a long while.
The wind blew from all directions, ruffling her pale golden hair and the feathers of her black wings.
As long as I stay with them, they will keep running.
Because Chaldea's sensory system was constantly tracking her location.
The red warning won't disappear as long as she's nearby.
Mayuri's wings slowly came to a stop.
She hung in mid-air, watching the three figures grow smaller and smaller.
I feel a tightness in my chest.
Since arriving at this Singularity, she has been alone.
He searches for canned goods in the ruins, builds a shed in a crater, stares blankly at the golden Holy Grail, and occasionally catches a glimpse of the taciturn Shirou Emiya.
Finally, a few living people arrived.
They were still running from her.
Mayuri lowered her head.
The red and black halo dimmed slightly.
"... never mind."
She said it softly.
The black wings flapped twice, and the body turned around.
They flew back towards the direction of the great hollow of Mount Enzang.
After flying for a while, she looked back.
The three small figures had already turned another bend and disappeared from sight.
Mayuri turned her head and continued flying back.
Ahead.
After Ritsuka Fujimaru and the others ran for about 300 meters, Dr. Roman's voice came through their communication bracelets.
"Wait... that reaction is moving."
Roman stared at the data panel.
It's heading west.
"Far from you."
The three of them slowed their pace.
"Real?"
Ritsuka Fujimaru was panting.
"Really. That reaction is rapidly moving away from your position. It's already more than 500 meters away."
Roman's voice became slightly calmer.
"Still moving away... 700 meters... one kilometer... Okay, it's safe for now."
The three people stopped.
Ritsuka Fujimaru was bent over, panting.
Mash planted her shield in the ground and put her hand on her senior's shoulder.
Olga Marie rested her hands on her knees, her long silver hair falling down and obscuring half of her face.
"Ha... ha... can someone explain to me... what exactly happened...?"
Over the next ten minutes, Ritsuka Fujimaru and Dr. Roman explained the situation to Olga Marie.
Chaldea exploded.
All 47 Master are on the verge of death.
The Chaldea facilities were extensively damaged.
Anomalous observations at Singularity F.
Forced Spiritron Transfer.
After Olga Marie heard this, her face beneath her long silver hair turned very pale.
"All 47 Master are on the verge of death..."
"Yes, Director. Only Ritsuka is still capable of moving around."
Dr. Roman's phantom appeared before Olga Marie.
Olga Marie looked up.
Her expression went through a series of changes, including shock, Wrath, fear, and anxiety, before finally settling into a forced calm.
" Roman."
"Yes."
"Immediately freeze and preserve those 47 Master."
"Director?"
"If the near-death state isn't addressed quickly, it will soon turn into death. Send them all to cryotherapy to halt the deterioration of their vital signs. We can treat them later when conditions allow."
"I'll arrange it right away."
Roman issued commands through the control panel.
"There's one more thing."
Dr. Roman looked at Olga Marie, his emerald green eyes filled with confusion.
"Director, how did you survive the epicenter of the explosion? And how did you manage to complete the Spiritron Transfer? As far as I know, you don't have the aptitude for Spiritron Transfer."
Olga Marie paused for a moment.
"... I don't know either. I lost consciousness the moment the explosion happened, and when I woke up I was here."
Roman wanted to ask more questions.
Olga Marie interrupted him.
"We'll talk about that later. The most important thing right now is to figure out the situation of this Singularity."
She straightened up and straightened her uniform jacket, which was stained with ashes.
Although her face was still Pale, the eyes beneath her long silver hair had regained their sharpness.
She is the director of Chaldea.
Even if the sky were to fall, she would hold it together.
Over the next few hours, the group began exploring the ruins.
Our first stop: the ruins of the Tohsaka Residence.
There was nothing there.
All that remains is the charred outline of the foundation.
The second stop was Fuyuki Bridge.
The bridge broke into three sections, with the middle section sinking directly into the sea.
There were huge claw marks on the bridge piers, as if some monster had climbed them.
The third stop is the port area.
The shipping containers were burned down to their metal frames, and the entire dockside warehouse collapsed.
The seawater was black.
The fourth stop: Fuyuki Church.
The main church building is still standing.
Although the exterior walls were blackened and the cross on the roof was crooked, at least it wasn't completely burned down.
It is the best-preserved building among the four stations.
But there was nothing inside.
The bench was overturned, the icon was shattered, and there were signs of a fight on the floor.
The results of their explorations were the same: nothing was found.
There were no survivors, no intelligence, and no clues.
Only flames, ashes, and ruins remained.
After leaving the church, the group walked south along the path next to it.
I walked about 300 meters.
Mash suddenly slowed her pace.
"Senior."
She lowered her voice.
"Hostile reaction. About fifty meters ahead, two... no, three."
Ritsuka Fujimaru clenched her fists nervously.
Olga Marie retreated behind Mash.
Two figures emerged from the shadows of the ruins ahead.
The first one was tall and thin, his whole body wrapped in tattered black cloth, his right arm was unusually long, extending out like a snake, and where his hand was was a giant, pitch-black claw.
Shadow Servant.
Assassin - Cursed Arm Hassan.
The second one was burly, dressed in tattered monk's robes, and wielding a naginata.
Shadow Servant.
Lancer Musashibō Benkei.
The two Shadow Servant lacked independent consciousness.
Their empty eyes held only the instinct to attack.
They charged towards the group at the same time.
" Mash!"
"Yes, senior!"
Mash raised her shield to meet the attack.
The cross-shaped shield blocked Cursed Arm Hassan sweep.
The clanging of metal echoed through the ruins.
Mash's foot slid half a step on the ground before regaining its balance.
Benkei's naginata slashed from the side.
Mash turned and used the side of her shield to deflect the naginata, while simultaneously thrusting the lower edge of her large shield forward, slamming it into Benkei's chest.
Benkei was pushed back three steps.
The two Shadow Servant aren't particularly strong.
Their Spirit Origin are degraded versions of regular Servant; they lack Noble Phantasm and tactical thinking, possessing only basic offensive instincts.
Although Mash lacks experience, her Demi-Servant are sufficient to handle opponents of this level.
She parried left and right, her shield moving back and forth between the two Shadow Servant, gradually gaining the upper hand.
Just as Mash was about to finish off the two Shadow Servant.
A third reaction occurred.
From deeper within the ruins.
This one is not Shadow Servant.
A woman's figure emerged from the shadows.
Her long purple hair reached her waist.
His eyes were covered by a black eye patch.
He held a long-handled scythe in his hand, its blade curved and its surface gleaming with an eerie purple sheen.
The Harpe.
A corrupted Servant.
Rider Medusa.
Medusa didn't charge in mindlessly like the two Shadow Servant.
Her movements were rhythmic, deliberate, and demonstrated the fighting instincts expected of Servant.
The long-handled scythe swept across, leaving a purple afterimage in the air.
Mash raises her shield to block.
The scythe struck the shield.
The immense impact propelled Mash five meters away.
She stopped only after her feet had plowed two deep furrows into the ground.
"Ugh... it's so heavy!"
Mash gritted her teeth and steadied herself.
They are not even in the same league as the two Shadow Servant.
Medusa's attack power far exceeds that of the degraded Shadow Servant.
Even in her corrupted state, she retains her full Servant combat abilities.
Medusa did not stop.
The second blow followed immediately.
The scythe slashed down from above at an angle, aiming at Mash's head.
Mash raised her shield to take the hit.
The shockwave cracked the ground beneath her feet.
Her knees buckled.
The third strike.
The sickle changed angle, slicing horizontally from the side.
Mash didn't have time to switch to her shield.
The blade grazed her left arm armor, carving a deep gash in the dark purple plates.
" Mash!"
Ritsuka Fujimaru called out anxiously.
"It's alright, senior... but this opponent, I might—"
Mash hadn't finished speaking.
A wooden stick flew from behind at an angle.
That's not an ordinary wooden stick.
Instead, it was a long staff engraved with Runes.
The staff spun and flew over Mash's head, striking Medusa precisely on the wrist holding the scythe.
Medusa's wrist was deflected at an angle.
The fourth attack was interrupted.
The staff flew in an arc before spinning back and landing in someone's hand.
A man emerged from an alleyway on the side of the ruins.
Short blue hair.
Red eyes.
He was dressed in a dark blue, form-fitting combat suit, with a dark, fur-textured short cloak draped over it.
His expression was casual, as if he had just happened to drop by while out for a walk.
He held the long-handled staff he had just retrieved in his right hand, and his left hand was tucked into his cloak.
"Yo."
He casually greeted a few people.
"It seems you're having some trouble here."
Caster Cú Chulainn.
He raised his staff, the Runes on it emitting a pale blue light.
"Make way, make way, little girl. You're too young to be facing opponents at this level."