"Gather your strength! Concentrate all our power in one place and finish this with a single blow!"
Centered on their captain, Finn, Loki Familia steeled their resolve once more and hardened their will.
But that was nothing more than a momentary burst of spirit.
As expected, a war of attrition that would inevitably drag on for a long time was absolutely impossible.
Meanwhile, the enemy was still overwhelmingly powerful.
The fallen spirit with her devastating finishing blow was a problem, but the swarm of other new-type monsters that had reappeared beneath her feet to replenish their numbers had turned the area around her into an iron wall.
In a situation like this, what on earth was needed to break the crisis?
An outstanding strategy and tactical genius that would go down in history?
Or incredible patience and wisdom to uncover an enemy weakness that might not even exist?
Or perhaps the kind of miraculous reversal that only luck could bring, whenever it might come?
No.
None of them.
"One strike."
They would settle everything with this one offensive alone.
"Gareth, Bete! You two come with me to the front line! Ais! Save your strength and follow behind us! Tione, Tiona, cover Lefiya! Lefiya, prepare your parallel chanting! I'll leave the choice of spell to you!"
With that, Finn's orders were done.
Without even waiting for his subordinates' reply, he charged out at the very front.
From this point on, his instructions were unnecessary.
All that was needed was a rampaging berserker!
"[Spear, I offer my blood; pierce through my brow. Hell Finegas!]"
In an instant.
The sharp intelligence in his eyes changed completely.
Crimson pupils burned like fire.
They were no longer the eyes of a clear-minded hero.
They were nothing more than the wild fighting spirit of a savage beast, a monster.
The magic of berserk enhancement traded away his usual judgment in exchange for power.
That was the effect of his spell, [Hell Finegas].
Thud!
"B-bwaaaah!"
Bang!
There was no trace of his usual refined skill anywhere.
But the astonishing brute strength he gained in exchange sent every monster caught in range flying far back with nothing more than the spear in his hands.
It was, quite literally, a barbaric fighting style of the most mindless sort.
The twin spears in both hands had become twin clubs before anyone knew it.
But his hearty clubbing still fulfilled its role without issue.
"Move forward!"
The first breakthrough had been made.
[Hah, that's all it amounts to.]
Even after seeing Finn's feat, the fallen spirit still let out a leisurely laugh.
Then the petals around her wrapped around her body, completely covering it.
Anyone could see they were her shield, her armor, and the walls of her fortress.
[[Flames, come. In the name of the agent, I command you. My bestowed name is Salamander.]]
"Tch, she's defending and firing back!?"
Someone watching screamed in frustration.
But such weak complaints...
...didn't reach Finn at all.
He had already thrown even thought itself aside.
Instead, he gripped his spear tightly.
"UOOOOOOOOOOO!"
And, surrendering himself to the hot, beastlike impulse boiling up from within, he hurled the spear with all his might.
But.
Thud!
"Ah, so close!"
"Tch, too late!"
His javelin had aimed precisely for her brow, but it struck the petal shield in front of her instead.
Unfortunately, her response had been a step faster.
[[Incarnation of flame. Queen of flame.]]
Even then, her ferocious chanting continued without pause.
Because of that, Finn had no luxury to feel disappointed in failure.
He immediately took his stance again, preparing a second throw.
At that moment.
"...Ah, I see."
A piece of knowledge he had never heard before surfaced naturally in his mind and carved itself deeply into his brain.
It was the proper way to use a single weapon.
And the true role of the spear now in his hand.
"Honestly, I'm still relying on you to the very end."
Yes, this was one of the keys to victory in this very moment!
"[Target confirmed, bearing locked.]"
The two promised words left his mouth in a low murmur.
Immediately after.
Koooooo...!
Rough smoke billowed from the lower end of the spear.
From within it burst a single line of explosive sound and searing heat.
The spear shook violently under a thrusting force that resembled the crystallized will of humanity reaching beyond the sky, toward the distant unknown of outer space.
"Ghk...!"
Even with Finn's strength, enhanced by berserk magic, the recoil was at a level that was hard to endure.
But even amid the crimson-burning impulse of his wildness, Finn calmly regulated his breathing and firmly gripped the spear, holding on.
Normally, such composure would be impossible during berserk enhancement.
And yet he forced through the one ritual that surfaced in his mind with superhuman patience and self-control.
Yes, this one blow was his answer of gratitude, and his gift, to the magus who had sacrificed himself for them.
"[Even if broken and bent, my spear pierces through all without hesitation! Scatter!]"
Durindana, the ultimate unbreakable spear!
His shout rang out louder than ever before.
Within it lay a strange sense of anticipation and liberation.
This was the second True Name release to be reproduced and unleashed in this unfamiliar other world.
KWAANG!
Along with Finn's cry, the spear burst free from his hand as if exploding and shot forward.
In that instant, its speed had unquestionably broken the sound barrier.
"Go."
By then, one of Finn's arms had twisted into a wreck after throwing the spear.
Well, with propulsion that powerful, even a first-rate adventurer with a tough body could hardly be expected to completely absorb the recoil.
If this had been the original, the gauntlet worn with it would have taken on the role of safety alongside the spear's explosive thrust.
But this was only a replica.
A fake that came as close to the real thing as possible.
It was all the result of a magus's careless mistake in failing to examine everything properly.
And yet the finished product had unquestionably stepped into the realm of a Noble Phantasm.
KWAOOOOOO...!
[[Fire sp...]]
Meanwhile, the spirit had only one word left before her spell was complete.
But she could not utter it.
Thud!
[...to, kgh!]
The javelin shattered more than half of the fallen spirit's head and upper body in an instant, bringing her crashing down.
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If the spear had passed just a little farther to the side, the magic stone in her body would have been destroyed as well, and the battle would have ended with that single strike.
But unfortunately, such luck did not come.
Still, fortunately, her spell was canceled and vanished at the same time.
The petal shields that had blocked the front of her body were all destroyed too.
But once a rocket had been launched, it was not going to stop at that.
The moment the spear and the ground collided.
KWAAAAAAANG!
"W-whoa!"
"Ghk, what the hell kind of wind is that...!"
"Ugh, I'm being blown away!"
With a small mushroom cloud of dust, a tremendous shockwave swept in and pushed everyone on the floor back.
Truly absolute destructive power.
It was a force so immense it was not inferior even to the fallen spirit's magic.
"Ah, hahahaha."
Seeing that absurd result, Finn let out a dry laugh before he knew it.
That magus friend of his—what on earth had he been doing all this time?
Setting aside the disbelief and the gratitude he felt so far...
At this point, he was such an outrageously valuable asset that even Finn's lingering wariness could be pushed aside.
If possible, he wanted to seriously offer him a place in the expedition after this was over.
But that was a matter for after they survived and returned alive.
Right now, the battle in front of him came first.
"More importantly... I've ended up empty-handed. My mistake."
He gave a bitter smile, but only for a moment.
Whoosh, tap!
"Captain, here!"
"Tione?"
A sword flew from behind and landed in his hand.
When he checked, it was one of Tione's twin blades.
It wasn't a weapon he was used to, but it was certainly better than having nothing at all.
"Sorry! I'll definitely give it back later!"
"Ahh~ The captain says he loves me~ Aww, I don't know~!"
"...How do you twist that into something so weird?"
"Shut up, crybaby Tiona. You should worry about your own man later."
"Ngh! I don't need you to tell me that!"
"Ahahaha... B-both of you, do your best."
Even while coordinating their movements, Tione and Tiona were growling at each other over the subject of love.
Both sisters still seemed to have a long and difficult road ahead of them.
And yet neither of them would ever give up.
That was the power of the hurricane called love!
Still, for now, let us offer our deepest condolences to the little fairy caught between them.
Hang in there, Lefiya.
Don't lose, Lefiya.
A bright tomorrow awaits you!
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