Fate Damnit
Mordred rugby tackled her master to the ground, rolling so she was atop of him as Assassin eviscerated the three attacking female homunculi. "You like this Master?"
"What's not to like! A beautiful woman on top of me…although the armour…kinda…" Harry groaned Mordred blushed.
"Master, we're in combat." She chastised "And YOU should be at the back!" The Child of Arthur snapped, and more homunculi rushed forwards.
Harry rolled to his feet, underneath Mordred, slamming his palm into the floor "Erde zerreißen." He snarled as he concentrated on opening his circuits, the feeling of going airborne filled his senses. His circuits opened, and mana rushed through his body into the ground. The earth shuddered, before almost self-destructing as if explosives had been used.
Earth, dirt, grass and stone were hurled out of the ground. The homunculi stood no chance as the shockwave bifurcated five, and the raining debris of the ground showered around them. A breach had been made and Mordred was running in.
Harry turned to fall back, only to find himself pulled into the air by a massive muscular arm. "An excellent breach, my young magus colleague!" Boomed Rider.
Harry smirked "Rider, are you generating this lightning? Or is it part of your chariot?"
"My Oxen were gifted to me by Zeus! So they are a part of history or the myth so the lightning is me as it is my chariot." Iskander boomed.
"Expecto Patronum Message: This is Saber Master of Red to all Red Faction…on my mark make for the breach. Before you ask Jewel Girl, you're not going to miss my signal. Lancer! You and yours I'm anticipating you to be the first ones through. Caster…give covering fire. Saber…go nuts, I'll be with you shortly."
With that he let the stag construct fly. "What are you waiting for?" Asked El-Melloi II.
"Confirmation one person has heard it. Then hopefully the rest can contact you…Then I'll begin."
Gray cocked her head "What do you mean? Then you'll begin."
Harry smirked "I'll show you, little Pendragon, what it means to be of the Potter family."
Add cackled from inside his cage "Oh boy, you think you're hot stuff? I got to watch Merlin work."
"Merlin…ain't got shit on me. His skill is unmatched in the terms of illusions and misdirection. Me…I'll go for broke and show the world what my little aria can do. It's almost time…time to stop the clock, and rewind."
El-Melloi II shuddered, there was a lot of mana in those words. Similar to the phrase that Emiya had spouted before creating those swords of his. "Swords that happen to be Noble Phantasms…"
"Our Caster, Potter, are they you?"
Harry looked at the Professor with utter shock "H…how?"
"Your phrase 'time to stop the clock', felt very similar to that of Emiya Shiro."
Harry paused "She's an alternate possibility, one where I was born a female. I'm weird okay…Zelretch explained that I'm a…fixed point in quite a few realities. I don't understand it and my Ancestors TAUGHT HIM."
El-Melloi II chuckled "Wizard Zelretch is infuriating like that. Take it from me, Wizard Zelretch likes you…otherwise you would have ended up psychologically broken after even one of his lectures. He likes me, and offered to improve my circuits but I've declined. He gave me this chance to summon My King, again, even though I was told if I summoned him the chances are it would kill me."
Harry's eyes widened and as did Iskanders'. "My Master of the Fourth War is a courageous soul. No king could be honoured with such a subject as you."
Just then an Otter returned "Just…don't kill yourself. We're ready, Caster…has an idea of what you're about to do…She thinks you're a fucking idiot."
Harry chuckled at that as El-Melloi checked his phone "Everyone's ready. Emiya is currently trying to prevent Saber and Lancer from killing each other."
"Mordred…please…behave."
"Yes, Harry."
Harry got to his feet and concentrated not just on his wizard core, but also on his circuits. The feeling of him kicking off to fly opened his circuits. His crest erupted into existence. He concentrated on the lightning being generated by the Oxen, he could feel the excitement of the molecules in the sky. He found his target, the rapidly growing golem. He pictured the golem, he pictured the lightning hitting the target. Then ancient welsh started flowing out of his mouth.
Across the battlefield, battles between servants, homunculi and servants and the Black Faction Masters stopped. Something big was about to occur, Darnic Yggdilmennia, who had been prepping to take to the field paused. He looked up and off to his left, he observed the Golem Noble Phantasm of Avicebron, clouds were beginning to gather before five emerald bolts of lightning slammed into the construct. The first didn't seem to do much damage, however, the second blasted the construct's right arm clean off, and the third sheared off the left. The fourth and the fifth lightning bolts took out the lower legs. Had this been any other construct the first two lightning bolts would have done the trick.
"Son of Avalon…I hit that with nearly my full power and it's getting back up."
Iskander boomed with laughter "Not from me! He won't! Let the world see again, my blessed Ionian Hetori!" Rider had begun a breakneck charge and as they rushed the castle, the castle and the surrounding areas transformed.
"Welcome to the innermost thaumaturgy of a twisted or single-minded individual…a Reality Marble…specifically Rider's!" El-Melloi explained as they rushed in.
Mordred and the rest waited for the signal. Harry had been unsurprisingly vague about what it was other than 'you won't miss it'. Mordred was unexpectedly antsy; it was well known that she was an extremely impulsive person given her reputation in the histories and legends of Arthur Pendragon.
She stiffened as she felt her parameters decrease momentarily before increasing again. "Saber, are you alright?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm good. My Master is amazing…"
Rin rolled her eyes "Like every Servant about…"
"Do, upon immediate summoning of Mr Closed Eyes automatically boost his parameters two-three fold?"
Rin's eyes widened "How is that…"
"I'll take that as a no. I'm beginning to see why my, Harry, Master is so confident about taking to the front lines as a Mage instead of cowering at the back. His natural reserves are so immense that instead of having to use his command seals to increase my reserves, he naturally does so." Mordred stated, "He's even boosted my Noble Phantasm to nearly above parameters."
"That's unheard of outside of tantric rituals, and, I've not heard any sounds or smelt…" Rin retorted before blushing.
Shiro looked at Artoria, the duo had to fight back grins as Mordred effortlessly riled up Rin. "Was that the signal?"
Hermione giggled "No. That was the attention grabber, probably aimed to try and dismantle the giant construct…" She was cut off as sand washed over her. "...That's the signal! Let's go!"
Artoria pulled Shiro onto her horse and they began to rush across the desert "I remember this Noble Phantasm. The Phantasm of Iskander, Servant of Waver Velvet, El-Melloi II."
"You were in the Fourth Fuyuki War weren't you." Hermione commented as she was carried by Caster.
(Castle Yggdilmennia)
Chiron grinned, he couldn't help it, one of his favourite…if not one of his more obtuse students was his opponent. Alongside him was none other than Atalanta.
Karna had vanished further in, trying to reach the Greater Grail.
"Burn away! Akafiloga All-grid!" Rumbled a booming distorted voice as the three servants were consumed by an incandescent green flame.
