On the ground below, you see that many familiars have been frozen and either torn asunder or reduced to ice powder by your strike, but an ocean cannot be drained with just a few drops; and though the Black Mountain is splattered with patches of ice it still stands in stark defiant of your attack. The Grief dampening from Tomoe-san's earlier application is still active on you, thankfully, or that attack would have ripped through your Soul Gem in an instant. You hastily apply a Grief Seed, and try to think of what the next step should be to bring down this witch.
Maybe a single high-powered strike wasn't enough to finish the job, so how about many? That's the train of thought that leads you to call out "Mikuni Oriko! Kure Kirika! Have your servants unleash their Noble Phantasms on the witch!"
"Kyouko, I'm having Mikuni Oriko and Kure Kirika unleash Lancer and Berserker's Noble Phantasms. Once they've done that, can you have Rider do the same?"
"I mean, it'll prolly cost ya a Grief Seed on account'a how much it takes outta me, but sure, I can have Rider hook ya up. Just gimme the signal whenever yer ready."
"Right. I'm sure you'll know when the time is right, but I'll give you the signal once they're done, just as you've asked." You turn to the pair of lovers, and say to them "Kyouko will be having Rider join in. We'll attack in sequence. Lancer first, then Berserker, and then Rider. Hopefully this will be enough to take down the witch."
"Right!" Mikuni Oriko tears her concentration away from the battle, calling out to her servant "Lancer, activate your Noble Phantasm at once!" While her clothes block your view of the flashing red, the pulse you feel on the wind and the energy surrounding Lancer are proof enough that Mikuni Oriko has used a Command Seal to empower her servant's blow. A second surge of power accompanies the first, and Mikuni Oriko adds "And again I command you, Lancer- When you strike, you are to envision the witch as though it were Sigurd, and strike at it without mercy!"
"Of course, master," Lancer says, ceasing her onslaught of flame and calling upon her massive spear. Tomoe-san has seen Lancer's Noble Phantasm in action; she said, the night in which she and Mikuni Oriko fought for the first time, that seeing Lancer activate her Noble Phantasm was like watching a meteor come crashing to earth; and as the white-haired Valkyrie ascends to the highest point in the infinite sky, wreathing herself in blue flame, her spearhead growing in size as she chants, you find yourself curious to see how close Tomoe-san's description comes to the real thing.
"It's troubling. My power is..."
"Love. Hate. Love. Hate. Love. Love. Love, Love, Love...
"Brynhildr Romantia!"
Lancer's flame-wreathed rocket towards the Black Mountain is, exactly as Tomoe-san described, evocative of a falling star, and the crash as her massive flaming spearhead collides with the Black Mountain sends a thunderous shockwave radiating outwards to the bounds of Archer's infinity. The strike is enough to shatter the ice-covered patches speckling the Black Mountain, creating massive structural weak points, but from those newly-formed holes pour out more familiars.
"If one wasn't enough, then how about two?" The jagged shards on the back of Kure Kirika's hand flash crimson, as one of the three Seals burns away to empower her command. "Berserker, activate your final Noble Phantasm!"
"Are you sure you'll be alright, dearest?" Mikuni Oriko asks, touching a hand to her lover's cheek. "You're already looking a little pale; are you sure your body can take the strain?"
Kure Kirika is indeed looking paler thans he had been at the start of the battle, but her breathing sounds normal to you and her Soul Gem appears to be mostly stable, so it comes as no surprise to you when she answers her lover's question with "Yeah, I should be fine." She smiles, and returns the touch to her cheek with one of her own. Cupping Mikuni Oriko's chin, she adds "But I'd be a lot better if you'd give me a kiss."
"Not now, dearest." At least one of them is sensible enough to know that the battle should be below them, and not in their mouths. "But when we get home, we can kiss as much as you'd like."
It's at this point that you decide to stop paying attention to the pair, and focus your concentration on Berserker. Archer included, you've now seen the Noble Phantasms of each of your allied servants; though while Berserker's transformation ability is strong, and his ability to make any weapon his own is equally so, you are still curious to see what his final Noble Phantasm might be, the one called "Arondight" which was only unlocked once his Mad Enhancement was lifted.
Berserker casts aside the last sword in his hand, skewering it through the body of a familiar as he tosses it aside. In his hands forms another sword, dyed in its entirety a rich dark blue. Even from this distance, just to gaze upon it is to know the power contained within the blade. Tightly, Berserker grasps the hilt with both hands, speaking a chant similar to Archer had done earlier. His chant is in English, but you've taken English class so many times that understanding the words of Kure Kirika's servant is no problem.
Which then reaises the question of whether even she can understand her servant. Her grades are quite poor, and she may have only just squeaked by in English without knowing enough to understand her servant's native tongue.
"Oath to my King!"
"Reaching the very end, beyond the boundaries."
"King on the other side, look at this light!"
"Arondight - Overload!!"
As Berserker speaks, his blade shines a vibrant clear blue, and you find yourself likening its colour to the waters of a lake. With those words spoken Berserker, who had been steadily raising his blade above his head as he spoke, brings the sword down swiftly, and a brilliant cone of clear blue light is sent coursing across the battlefield, destroying everything in its wake. It tears apart the ground of Archer's reality, tears apart any familiars that had dared to cross paths with the radiant light, and it tears through the Black Mountain as a hot knife would through butter.
Yet, when the brilliant lake-blue light fades, the Black Mountain remains standing. A massive gash has been torn clear through it, giving you a view of the infinite expanse which lies beyond it, but despite the damage dealt to it the Black Mountain is still standing. Something moves from within the massive divide; more familiars, slinking forth to replenish the ranks of their brethren felled in Berserker's attack.
Just what will it take to bring this witch down?
"Kirika!" Mikuni Oriko screams the name of her lover, and your eyes are torn from the spectacle of Berserker's attack to see what could have caused such a reaction. "Are you alright?"
"I'm... fine..." Kure Kirika manages to say, though her appearance says otherwise. Thick trails of blood drip from her eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. Her skin has gone a deathly pale, and she appears to also be having difficulty keeping her balance. "I just... Need to lie down for a bit..." And lie down she does; her legs give out, and before Mikuni Oriko can reach out a hand to catch her, her lover has tumbled off the side of Caster's flying vessel.
"Kirika!"
"Oi, Spooky, what're ya waiting for? That was the signal, wasn't it? So should I have Rider get going or not?"
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