Saber had managed to survive Specter's Noble Phantasm, her wounds healed thanks to Alessandro's magical energy and she began to fight against the opponent. Specter was surprised to see Saber still alive:
« What kind of trick did you use, Saber? »
« I'm very lucky. »
Saber tried to hit Specter but the latter lowered and, with a blade sticking out of the foot, jumped, rotating backwards, in an attempt to cut the rival's throat. Saber the blow with the sword and then resumed attacking. She struck five slits, two high and three at the height of her belly, but Specter was able to block them all using the blades of her arms.
Saber was looking for a weak spot to hit and eventually tried a different tactic: she got defensive. Specter took the opportunity to start attacking, after about three back shots, Saber noticed that the opponent had a tendency to aim at the throat and then in the fourth hit she bent down and then launched a blow that hit Specter in the middle.
« I got you. »
Specter fell to the ground, hurt, tried to get back on her feet but the wound was too deep. Saber prepared to give her a coup de grace but then noticed that Specter was pulling blades out of her body to protect the wound and other exposed parts as well.
« Caassimolar! (The Smiling Dog of Hell) » Specter shouted.
All the blades that were covering her body were thrown in every direction, she was like a porcupine. Saber was hit in the thigh and arm by two blades and as soon as she looked up she saw the face of a smiling dog, frightened she jumped back, but didn't know she had Specter behind her who was ready to stab her. Specter aimed at Saber's throat, with a blade prepared to decapitate her. Saber knew that the smiling face couldn't be real, everything else was as if it had disappeared, surely it was the fault of the blades but before taking them off she put her hand on the ground.
« Fortification. »
Suddenly a perfect square structure appeared, in wood, with two other squares defined by wooden stilts of at least three meters inside, there were ditches and there were also caltrops on the ground. Specter was separated from Saber. Disoriented and nervous, Specter immediately sought out her opponent. Saber, meanwhile, managed to remove the blades, the smiling face disappeared. When she realized that she had managed to separate Specter from her, she prepared to use her Noble Phantasm.
« A Saber that can create territories. A really unusual thing, don't you think? »
« Silly! This isn't a trivial "creation of territories". This skill of mine is Military Engineering! It allows me to create fortifications and siege weapons. At this moment you are in my fort, in my world, and here I am in charge. »
« A Saber making fortifications, huh? » Specter thought aloud.
Specter saw the caltrops on the ground and realized that as she proceeded she would meet Saber, but she didn't know what was going to happen. With the blades in the soles of her feet, Specter began to get rid of the different traps and then, when she reached Saber, she found herself in front of a bad surprise.
Saber's sword was raised high, the blade was lighting up, the light that emanated resembled that of a sun and Saber screamed:
« Crocea Mors! (The Sword of Certain Victory) »
A powerful blow, made of light, similar to a direct beam, struck Specter in full. Saber's fortress disappeared.
The powerful Noble Phantasm was also perceived by the two Masters who were fighting. Alessandro noticed Friedrich's worried gaze and asked him:
« Why are you fighting the Holy Grail War? »
« Why do you ask me that? »
« You don't look like a bad person to me, someone who only follows his craving. »
« I fight because I need answers. There is a doubt that plagues me and I need to meet a person. »
« It seems rather stupid to me to fight a war for such a foolish thing. »
« It's a complicated thing, I don't think you can understand it. »
« Give it a go. »
« Why do you want to know? You don't get anything. » Friedrich asked, perplexed.
« Have you heard the blow before? I'm sure it was my Servant. Probably yours is dead or probably not, in this moment of uncertainty is it really too much to ask you to clarify what is your goal? I want to know who I'm fighting against. »
« Ah, ah! You're probably fighting against nothing. »
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| Saber using Crocea Mors by Bikowolf |
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