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"Has the raid started?" Maverick asked, squinting against the wind.
He and Saber stood on the roof of the temple gate, looking down into the courtyard. The battle was already a chaotic mess.
Before they had arrived, Rider and Lancer Alter (Gun Liya) had already breached the perimeter. But Ashiya Douman wasn't going down easily.
This was his Territory.
The courtyard was covered in glowing paper talismans. Every time Rider's chariot crushed Douman, the monk didn't die. He simply dissolved into a cloud of paper scraps—Shikigami—that swirled in the air and reformed somewhere else.
Worse, the paper scraps were sticky. They clung to the wheels of Rider's chariot, clogging the axles like magical gum. The Gordius Wheel, usually a blur of lightning, was sluggish and sparking.
Lancer Alter wasn't faring much better. She was surrounded by hundreds of Columbus Clones. Her black lance, Rhongomyniad, was a weapon of mass destruction, but she couldn't unleash its full power. If she fired a beam now, she'd vaporize the Masters hiding in the back of the chariot.
"So noisy," Lancer complained, stabbing three clones at once. "These things are like roaches. And this clown... he's annoying."
"Kukukuku!" Douman laughed, appearing on top of a stone lantern. He waved a fan, sending a wave of green fire at Lancer. "Is that the best you can do, King of Storms? Your lance is mighty, but can you spear the wind?"
"I'm going to spear your face," Lancer growled.
Up on the roof, Maverick watched the chaos.
[Chat]:[WTF]: What is that Caster?! Is he a clown? A monk? A demon? [Simp_Alert]: He's kinda hot in a creepy way. [Tech_Support]: My phone is at 1% battery but I can't look away! [Gamer_Bro]: He's unkillable! He turns into paper! It's like fighting Konan from Naruto! [Tactician]: Maverick, stop watching! Shoot the Master! The Master is right there!
"Right," Maverick muttered. "The Master."
He scanned the courtyard. He spotted the enemy Master—Kevin—standing near the main hall, looking terrified. Kevin was frantically checking his phone, probably reading the chat screaming at him to run.
"Old plan is the best plan," Maverick said. He unslung his WA2000 sniper rifle. "Taking the shot."
But just as he aligned the scope, the situation in the courtyard shifted.
Rider, frustrated by the sticky paper jamming her wheels, roared in anger.
"Enough of these tricks!" Rider yelled.
She leaped out of the chariot. She dismissed the vehicle in a flash of green light, landing on her feet with a spear in hand.
Without the chariot, she was even faster.
ZOOM.
She was a green blur. She dashed across the courtyard, weaving through the Columbus clones. She reached Douman in a millisecond.
STAB. STAB. STAB.
She skewered him three times in the chest before he could even blink.
Douman exploded into paper again. But this time, he didn't reform behind her to counter-attack.
Instead, he materialized right next to his Master, Kevin.
"Oh, my dear Master," Douman sighed, his voice dripping with fake sorrow. He placed a hand on Kevin's shoulder.
Kevin flinched. "Douman! What are you doing? Help me!"
"I seem to be failing," Douman lamented. "These three Servants are too strong. If this continues, this humble monk will surely lose. And if I fail to fulfill your wish... I would die of shame."
"So fight harder!" Kevin screamed.
"I cannot," Douman shook his head. "My power is insufficient. Unless..."
He leaned in close, his jagged teeth glinting in the moonlight.
"Unless we use the final resort."
"Final resort?" Kevin asked, hope sparking in his eyes. "What is it? A secret Noble Phantasm?"
"Yes," Douman whispered. "To fulfill our shared dream... let me make you my strongest weapon."
"What?"
SHUNK.
Before Kevin could react, Douman's hand—elongated into a sharp claw—plunged into Kevin's chest.
It didn't kill him instantly. It bypassed the flesh and grabbed something deeper. His soul? His Magic Circuits?
"You scoundrel!" Kevin gasped, blood bubbling from his lips. "You... betrayed me!"
Douman grinned. It was a terrifying, ear-splitting grin.
"Betrayal? No, Master. This is a necessary sacrifice! With you as the core, I will fuse all these clones into a single vessel! You will become a god of destruction!"
He lifted Kevin effortlessly into the air. Green fire erupted around them. The Columbus clones stopped fighting and began to melt, flowing toward Kevin like liquid meat.
"I curse you!" Kevin screamed, realizing his fate. "I trusted you! I curse you, Ashiya Douman!"
The transformation began. Kevin's body started to warp.
"I CURSE YOU!" Kevin yelled one last time, his voice echoing over the battlefield. "MAY EVERY BOILED EGG YOU EAT HAVE UNPEELED SHELL FRAGMENTS STUCK TO IT! FOREVER!"
Silence.
Absolute silence fell over the temple.
Rider stopped mid-charge. Lancer lowered her spear. Saber blinked on the roof.
Douman froze. The green fire flickered.
Sweat—actual, nervous sweat—began to pour down the monk's pale face.
"Wait," Rider called out, looking confused. "Did he just curse you with... crunchy eggs?"
Douman looked genuinely rattled. "No... surely not. That is... a very specific curse."
"You hesitated," Lancer pointed out, smirking. "You're thinking about it, aren't you? You're thinking about peeling an egg and missing a piece of shell. And crunching down on it."
Douman's eye twitched.
"SILENCE!" Douman shrieked, losing his composure. "It doesn't matter! The ritual is complete!"
He threw Kevin's mutating body into the center of the molten meat pile.
ROAR.
A massive, flesh-colored pillar of light erupted from the courtyard.
[Chat]:[LUL]: CRUNCHY EGGS CURSE! [Creative_Insult]: That is the most petty, evil curse I have ever heard. I love it. [Egg_Hater]: Emotional Damage: Critical Hit. [Boss_Battle]: Uh oh. Phase 2 is starting.
"Saber!" Maverick yelled, realizing the danger. "Don't let him finish! Blast him!"
"Understood!" Saber shouted. She leaped from the roof, her sword glowing gold.
"Excalibur!"
But she was too late.
From the pillar of light, a giant hand emerged. It swatted Saber out of the air like a fly.
The monster roared. It wasn't Kevin anymore. And it wasn't Columbus.
It was something worse.
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