Still feeling jittery from the disturbing sensation Shinji felt earlier, he shook his head, ignoring it (bad choice). In front of him, a battle of epic proportions was being carried out, and if he did not watch over it, the resulting attacks launched from the cataclysmic battle would destroy what was left of old Fuyuki (at this point, tanks could be sometimes seen patrolling the cityband shrine, afraid of them being destroyed in an unfortunate 'gas explosion')...
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"My oh my, what is the Hound of Alaya doing here? I thought this war was only for great heroes of old. Why are you here?"
Hearing the (old) hag's question, EMIYA huffed through his nose, annoyed hy her nonchalant, yet brutal, truth:
As Alaya's contractee, he cannot participate in the Holy Grail War
"Tch, none of your business. Speaking of which–"
After barely dodging another swipe from her spears, Archer of Blue continued on. "– I think saw that hound of yours, fishing by the river, 'hunting' for fish. I wonder why...?"
At this cheeky jab, Scathach increased her strikes, peeved at the thought of her greatest student being turned into a mangy old dog, stripped of his fangs...
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On the other side, Orion, sitting atop the melon sized 'fruits' of Artemis, acted as her eyes as she dodged the frenzied attacks of the once mighty Hercules. "Oi, Arty, step back now! Dodge to your right! No, wait, aim further up..."
Eyes ticking, Artemis conjured an arrow, before poking it quickly into Orion's beady eyes. "AAARRRGGGHHH!!! What was that for, you crazy woman!? She ain't got no tits (though she does have some fine thighs...)!"
Rolling over Artemis' shoulders in pain, Orion tried to defend himself, all the while stuffing his escaping cotton into himself...
Despite the banter, both hunter's kept their full attention on their opponent:
The greatest hero to ever exist, Hercules
Though they seemed lax, only they knew the focus they needed to dodge the mad hero's throes. Despite losing all his sanity, he still kept some of his martial prowess, making him allbthennore deadly with the insanity debuff, not to mention him having an extra 12 lives (due to him successfully passing through his twelve labours)
Just as they were about to launch a barrage of arrows upon their foe, suddenly, without any learning, a large amount of magic circles lit up in the air...
"Magical Blast of Love!"
And with that, a barrage of magical bullets rained upon both Servants and Masters, encompassing them in a hug of 'love'...
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Phoooh!
Spitting out a mouthful of coke, Stelle choked upon the sight of endless magic bullets raining upon their enter– ahem, enemies (not to mention, the cringey ass name of the attack – a better name for it would be 'Magical Blast of Compassionate Mercy' (look, I suck at naming things, okay – Author)).
As soon as the blinding light faded away, everyone looked up at the sky.
There, standing in the air with 6 bat-like wings, was a short girl, wearing what appeared to be a (very sexy, 10/10 – Orion, chicken connoisseur – damn it Artemis, stop poking my eyes out, again!) magical girl outfit, baring her sexy midriff to everyone.
Giving a twirl, she held a peace sign in front of her eyes.
"Merry, merry, merry, MILKY SPIRAL! I am Maou Serafall Leviathan, Magical Girl Supreme☆!"