Specter looked to the right, saw that Lancer was ready to hit her, looked to the left, saw that Rider was doing the same. She sighed, popped curved blades from her arms and calves and then targeted Lancer; she hit her with a series of blows, Rider reached the battle and tried to kill Specter immediately; Specter turned, wounded Rider in the side and then, with a leap, gave a kick that also hurt Lancer.
« You cannot face someone like me, you are too weak. »
Lancer got up quickly, tried to pierce Rider but the latter rolled to the side, with the katana in her hand she struck a blow against Specter but this parried the blow and counterattacked with a series of attacks so fast that Rider was forced to remain defensive; Lancer returned.
The three Servants fought incessantly against each other. Rider attempted to kill Lancer and she attempted to kill Rider in turn. The two, however, were unable to hurt Specter who moved nimbly like a dancer, dodged, parried and counterattacked, it was also clear to the two Masters, Tetsuya and Nishijima, that Specter was not a very common Servant.
Friedrich was quiet, waiting for one of the two Masters to attack him first. He noticed that Murakawa Tetsuya was looking at him strangely, he was confused.
« What's going on, Tetsuya? » Friedrich asked.
Tetsuya didn't reply, ran towards him preparing a punch and Friedrich summoned a fire wolf. Tetsuya kicked it but the animal suddenly exploded, luckily he managed to resist the impact.
« I've already seen your Magecraft. Who are you? » Asked Tetsuya.
« Friedrich Wolff. I doubt you know my family, if you only know my Magecraft it means that you have heard of Schneider von Bergedorf. He's the magus who invented this Magecraft that allows you to create wolves that have the characteristics of different elements: fire, water, ice, lightning, wind, earth and others. It wasn't by chance that he was called "Wolf of Bergedorf". »
« In the past I killed a magus who used the same Magecraft. »
« Yeah, I guess, this Magecraft uses a lot of magical energy and you have to be good at manipulating these wolves. »
« You think you're good enough, German? »
« "German"? » Friedrich sighed: « Identifying me with my mother country is really foolish. But I guess for some people it's a normal thing to do. »
« Don't ignore me, bastards! » Nishijima exclaimed irritably.
« Don't worry, boy, now I'm going to kill you. » Friedrich replied smiling.
Meanwhile the battle between the Servants was about to end, Specter was on the verge of triumphing against both, but Lancer didn't give up; she jumped and decided to use her Noble Phantasm: the spear lit up and suddenly Specter was surrounded by astral spears.
« Katadíki Tou Krótona! (My Condemnation of Crotone) »
« Classyalabolas. (The Thirty-six Legions of the Infernal President) »
Specter also used her Noble Phantasm. Her demonic seal appeared under her feet but it was perhaps too late: Lancer's attack was successful.
However Specter was protected by a series of deformed demonic creatures with terrifying faces that were popping up from the symbol on the ground. Those hideous beings started attacking Rider and Lancer, the two Servants had to kill them one by one but they were in difficulty because those monsters seemed to have no end. At least thirty had been killed and yet they kept coming out of that symbol on the ground and later even in the sky a rift opened from which demonic hands came out. Specter, with a malicious smile, exclaimed:
« I advise you not to tire easily, my friends. I have a total of two hundred and sixteen thousand demons to throw at you! The fun has just begun! »
« Two hundred and sixteen thousand ?! » Rider was shocked.
« How the hell is such a thing possible? » Even Lancer couldn't believe it.
« Haven't you figured it out yet? You're not facing a normal Heroic Spirit, I'm a President of Hell, a subordinate of Naberus and commander of thirty-six demonic legions. I am the fallen angel Glasya-Labolas. I'm a true demon! »
By now the victory was in Specter's hands but Friedrich noticed that his Servant had stopped smiling, her expression had changed to one of terror, her gaze was lost in emptiness. Something was not going in the right direction. The symbol on the ground disappeared and with it also the demons, Specter ran towards her Master, and without giving explanations she took him in her arms and carried him away forgetting the other two Servants.
« Hey! What are you doing? Specter! You were winning! Why are we running away?»
The girl's hands were shaking, she was scared, really scared.
« What is going on? Why are you trembling? »
« She perceived me. She know where I am. »
«Who? »
« שְׁאוֹל »
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| Specter using Classyalabolas by Bikowolf |
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