Chapter Twelve

Tohsaka Rin stared.

That was all she could do. She wasn't the only one that was doing so, either. The enemy master, a small girl that called Emiya-Kun "Big brother" for some reason, was terrified. Her small hands shot through her white hair, creating more blades and launching them toward the redhead standing protectively in front of her.

He wasn't idle. Lighting crackled above him, creating three small balls of electricity before they dispersed, leaving behind swords...

"Now listen here, little girl, I am going to teach you why you don't use knock-off of a sword against a sword smith."

Oh, he was pissed!

A second later, he blurred. Literally, his body seemed to shiver out of existence, leaving behind a gust of wind and two cracks where he previously stood. The sudden burst of speed surprised her, but it didn't last long, because that's all that it was. A burst.

He became visible again a second later halfway through the distance between her and Ilia. The three swords that were left in the air burst into action. Flying forward, they impacted the familiars, shattering them in an instant and by proxy, themselves.

Another burst later, he was in front of the little girl, his sword mid-swing. By this time, however, ilia already created three more familiars out of her hair that shot their magic projectiles toward him as the little girl backed off.

Raising her hand, Rin gathered prana into it, preparing a Gandr shot. However, Shirou was moving around too much, if she tried to support him now, there was a good chance that he would be hit. So instead, she corrected her aim toward the little girl.

One of the familiars turned towards her and she raised her hand towards it to hopefully fire at it before it could do the same, but the bird was shattered in specks of light when a sword passed through it's midsection.

Shirou dashed forward, his face set in that blank mask he put on since the battle started. Ilia tried creating more fimilliars but the red-head was too close and too fast. He swung down one of his swords, aiming right for the little girls head, but before it could make contact, something slammed into his side.

-Shirou Pov-

Oh god, that hurts...

[Master, the enemy servant dissapiered.]

'Yeah, I know, that giant bastard just flung me across the clearing!'

I retort with enough sarcasm to last for a few days and I stand up, cradeling my side. A few ribs might be cracked, but reinforcement saved me some damage. But seriously, that thing was a monster.

I look towards Ilia, her body covered in red markings that were fading rapidly as berserker now stood in front of her, his chest heaving as he breathed. It was quite intimidating if I was honest.

[Hang on, master, I'm almost there.]

Sending a grunt over the link, I straighten up and let the sheath inside me heal my ribs as I concentrated some prana in the area. Kanshou, that broke in my vain attempt to block the blow, reappeared in my hand again and prana exploded beneath my feet.

Both blades were flung forward from my hands, as two more reappeared on my waist, attracting the other two copies as they were flying a ways away from their actual target.

I stomped the ground next to Rin to stop my movement and picked her up in a bridal carry. Getting a slight yelp of surprise from her. Berserker dashed forward, his speed eclipsing my own as his stone blade came down on the two of us.

Two giant swords appeared, crossing each other as they dug into the ground. The enemy servant broke through it with little to no effort, but the time bought was enough for me to jump back, watching as four red projectiles impacted the hulking man's back.

Seriously, this was so unfair.

As it was about to jump towards us again, Saber appeared right next to it with his own basterdized version of mana burst and a whole different sword in his hand. With a swing, my copy severed the leg of the hulking man but I could feel the toll on his prana reserve just that one swing took.

It looks like the sword was modified as well, seeing as it broke apart right after the swing. I couldn't trace it too, shame.

landing a good distance away, I dropped Rin off and dashed back in. I needed to end this quick, consequences be damned. And besides, what could the gold bastard do against two reality marbels?

Rule breaker materialized in my hand as I unsheathed one of my married blades. Saber, noticing my approach, took the hit on his newly projected sword and was flung back, providing an opening for me.

He wasn't the only one that noticed, though, as berserker, completely unnefected by the loss of his leg, effortlessly turned around and aimed his first towards my face. Four red arrows impacted the servant's forearm, pushing the fist a few millimeters off it's target, that being my face.

Rule breakershot forward and berserker tried to avoid the hit to the best of his ability. Using his overextended punch as the pull he needed, his foot left the ground, and shot up, in the middle of preforming a summer sault over me.

My eyebrow tritched minutely as I spun the crooked dagger in my hand and released itupwards, allowing it to dig into the berserker side.

GG, EZ.