"Emiya... Kiritugu!"
Diarmuid gritted out the name of the person who had killed his Master.
He wanted to avenge his Master, but bound by the Command Spell, he could not take any other action unless Kayneth gave another command.
And after the Master's death, his contract with the Master also ended, and the moment the contract ended, his body also began to gradually dissipate.
As a Lancer, Diarmuid did not have the skill of independent action.
Otherwise, with the Magic Power Emission he currently possessed, he would have been fine for a period of time.
"Durandal..."
He could only follow the command of the Command Spell, chasing Durandal while saying in pain: "I'm very sorry... but... please save my Master's fiancée, Sola..."
After being saved once by Takatsuki and striking Artoria with a sword, Durandal quickly retreated.
Whether it was because she disdained attacking Durandal with others or because she was indeed wounded by Durandal's sword, Artoria stood still.
Only Lancelot and Diarmuid, controlled by the Command Spell, charged forward.
"I can't guarantee it, but if she can still be saved, I will."
Durandal was not a soft-hearted person, repaying harm with kindness. She was just willing to do what she could.
Of course, if saving Sola required a great price, Durandal was not one to be inflexible.
"This is good…"
Following his body's instincts, Diarmuid closed his eyes. Although Sola was not the object of his loyalty, she was someone his master had always valued. Now that his master was dead, he wished to fulfill his dying wish, but he no longer had the ability to do so.
"In the end, let me practice a knight's final glory one last time."
Diarmuid, with B-rank Magic Resistance, could not defy the command of a Command Seal, but he could exploit some loopholes to a certain extent.
Diarmuid, whose body had begun to dissipate, stomped his foot.
And that single stomp caused him to fall back one position behind Lancelot.
Discarding the short spear in his hand, Diarmuid held a spear with both hands and lunged forward.
The unconscious mad dog also lacked the ability to judge attacks outside its field of vision.
"!!!"
In Durandal's gaze, the scarlet long spear pierced through Lancelot's body, pushing Lancelot towards Durandal.
The silver-white holy sword also sliced across the neck of the unbalanced mad dog at this moment.
"All I can do… is this much… Please, save my master's un…"
Before Diarmuid could finish speaking, he disappeared, and Lancelot's corpse also vanished into black mist.
But the battle was far from over.
Looking at Artoria, who was holding her holy sword high in the distance.
That brief skirmish just now, her inability to keep up was not due to injuries, nor due to her chivalry, but rather…
"EX—!"
The shattering of her eye patch revealed Artoria's golden pupils, which were filled with coldness.
"—calibur!"
A black torrent of light surged towards Durandal and Kiritsugu. In the final moments, Durandal blocked directly in front of Kiritsugu.
…
"Aren't you very strong! Why are you jumping around like a clown! Come on! Let me see your power!"
In the battlefield on the other side, Takatsuki used the Rabbit Talisman's high-speed movement to dodge the storm-like attacks.
This Gilgamesh Alter was different from Gilgamesh; he didn't bother with rounds of bombardment but continuously launched Noble Phantasm bombardments. He had even set up a dozen well-known shield Noble Phantasms around him.
"Do you really want to see it that badly?"
The speed of the Rabbit Talisman, which the original Gilgamesh could not react to, was merely fast in Gilgamesh Alter's eyes. Takatsuki also did not rely on this speed to approach the opponent. As he passed a ground filled with Noble Phantasms, he casually picked up a suitable long sword and instantly nocked it onto the longbow that suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Stella!"
The Noble Phantasm thrown by Gilgamesh Alter was launched as an arrow by Takatsuki.
Hearing Takatsuki's shout, Gilgamesh Alter immediately put a shield in front of him.
Then that Noble Phantasm was… bounced off…
Bounced off…
"Bastard! You dare to trick me!"
Hearing the sound of it bouncing off the shield, Gilgamesh Alter immediately knew he had been tricked. Gilgamesh Alter didn't know the true name of this Noble Phantasm, nor could he remember them one by one with the All-Knowing God's Eye. When he saw Takatsuki's confident movements, he thought Takatsuki knew the true names of these Noble Phantasms and had a way to release them.
But he didn't expect it to be just a bluff.
When he moved the shield blocking his vision, he saw a black torrent of light erupting in front of Takatsuki…
Looking at the spatial channel that swallowed the torrent of light and created a safe zone for herself and Kiritsugu, Durandal felt a sense of relief for some reason.
"Thank you, Takatsuki."
On the other side, Gilgamesh Alter took this black torrent of light. He immediately knew that the opponent had transferred Artoria's attack.
But the fully released version of Gilgamesh was still very strong.
Although he was in a sorry state, he still endured this beam attack.
"This is my gift." Takatsuki said to the front, having transferred the beam, and added, "You're welcome."
"Hahahahaha! It seems the current intensity is still not enough for you!"
Gilgamesh Alter, somewhat disheveled, suddenly burst into laughter.
"The troublesome guys have disappeared, so, let me show you the power of the Lesser Grail!"
The departure of the two Servants refilled the Lesser Grail with souls. Gilgamesh Alter drew a strangely shaped sword from his Gate of Babylon.
"You know what this is, right."
Looking at the spiral-like object rotating on the hilt, Takatsuki felt a drop of sweat run down his forehead.
"Enuma Elish."
"That's right! It is Gilgamesh's strongest Noble Phantasm! Let me see if you can still be so at ease!"
With that, a powerful surge of magical energy erupted from Gilgamesh Alter's body.
And Takatsuki, who was peeking at the other battlefield through [Close at Hand Yet Worlds Apart], also discovered that Durandal's opponent, Artoria, seemed to have also unleashed some restriction, as substantial magical energy erupted from her body.
"Durandal, next, I may not be able to look after you."
Takatsuki's voice reached Durandal's ears through the small spatial channel opened by her ear.
"Then, one last time, I'll help you. The rest is up to you."
Durandal hadn't reacted to what was happening, nor could she ask, because the channel was by her ear, not her mouth.
She only felt a massive surge of magical energy erupting from her body.
"What? Do you want to use Command Seals to summon your Servant? Or strengthen yourself? Do you think that can contend with the power of Enuma Elish!?"
Looking at Takatsuki, who rolled up his sleeve to reveal a pattern like a fire raven on his arm, Gilgamesh Alter sneered.
Facing Gilgamesh Alter's sneer, Takatsuki said nothing, merely pressing his other hand against his arm.
"In the name of twenty Command Seals, awaken all your power! Durandal!"