Shirou quickly noticed that due to Gaia's lack of influence that none of his traced objects were disappearing. Luckily, centuries of practice had him instinctually dispel the sword he used to kill the fallen angel Raynare as soon as she died. The unintended side effect was that he could essentially produce mundane valuables that were indistinguishable from their real counterparts to anyone uneducated in magecraft.
Abusing Gaia's lack of influence that night, he bought himself a decent amount of ingredients and had a meal before he set out, limping, to scout the city for any other magical beings or locations.
He had almost given up on his search in the town until he happened to pass by an abandoned warehouse with the stench of magic that was somewhat dissimilar to the fallen angel's.
He proceeded to carefully enter and, in the cover of the darkness, saw a hideous creature. It looked to be some kind of parody of a spider combined with a human.
As Shirou approached cautiously, leaving his crutch behind, he instantly recognized the smell of blood. Furiously realizing that this disgusting creature was feasting on a human, he wasted no time.
"Trace on."
The thing squealed as it found itself trapped on the ground with 6 great swords pinning it down through its flesh.
Shirou, almost calmly, walked in front of it and crouched to be eye-level with it.
"W-what is this?!" it screeched in pain.
"Tell me, are you a fallen angel?" Shirou said, ignoring the creature's pain, while looking over his quarry, noting its lack of any wings or any other characteristics similar to Raynare.
"Are you crazy? You're comparing me to those failure angels?! I am a DEVIL, A DEVIL!" it shrieked in pure rage, frothing at the mouth.
Shirou only sighed in disappointment as he attempted to ask more questions, only to receive incoherent rambling and outrage.
"You're completely insane aren't you?" he scoffed in apathy over the spider creature's crazed shouting, "I doubt you could answer any questions that I have," before promptly tracing a new sword to pierce the creature's head.
As its cries died down, Shirou turned and limped away, picking up his abandoned crutch muttering, "I shouldn't have killed that fallen angel, at least I would have a source of information,"
Despite the failure to learn really anything of note, he did notice that the spider mentioned it was a devil, not a fallen angel.
'Things are getting interesting. Devils and fallen angels, it seems like beings from the Biblical factions seem to exist in this world.' he thought absentmindedly, heading back to his apartment, he still needed to sleep after all.
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Shirou had, for the last few days, looked over every place he thought supernatural entities would set up a hidden base and had been completely unsuccessful. He realized that doing what he wanted alone would be a challenge and had to remind himself he was in a world with no information about his possible enemies and without Alaya's assistance. He glanced down at one of the last places he listed that could house supernatural activity: the abandoned church.
'This could be promising,' he thought to himself before taking off to visit the church, remembering that the creatures he had encountered so far had been based around biblical mythology.
Shirou was instantly on guard as he noticed multiple magical signatures similar to that of Raynare's. He carefully peaked through a window, reinforcing his ears to listen on the conversation of those within.
"When is that damn nun going to arrive, I've been bored to death, just waiting here knowing that there are shitty devils nearby that I could be killing," one man in clerical garb growled gruffly to a similarly-dressed man.
"Yeah, not to mention we have to obey those fucking fallen angels. They think they're all high and mighty, I just wanna rape one of the pretty ones," one of the other men muttered to the others, leering.
Shirou made up his mind as soon as he heard that there were fallen angels involved in the happenings at this abandoned church.
The door to the abandoned church was blown apart as various swords shot towards the various men in the abandoned church faster than bullets.
None of them had a chance to even react before they all found a blade between their eyes.
Shirou nonchalantly walked past the various dead bodies he had created, not even batting an eye. He noticed the magical signatures react to the commotion he had caused. He stood silently, waiting for one of what he assumed were fallen angels to show themselves to him.
He was not disappointed as 3 people showed themselves from the back of the church. One was a young looking blonde in what looked like a maid outfit, another was a mature woman with azure hair in a trench coat that purposely exposed her generous cleavage, and the third was a man in a trench coat with a fedora on his head.
"The hell, you did all this human?!" the one with a fedora whistled, surveying the carnage.
"Tell me, are you fallen angels?" Shirou asked loudly, not bothering to even answer the fedora wearing man.
"Oi, I was speaking to you, don't ignore your betters," the man growled.
"Trace on," Shirou stated, a single sword appearing behind him. It launched towards the only male of the group.
*SPLURKT*
There was a terrible wrenching sound as the sword lodged itself in the man's shoulder despite his pathetic attempt at dodging the projectile.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" a scream of pure agony erupted from his throat as he was sent flying backwards from the blow. The scream launched the two females of the group into action as they both sprouted a pair of black feathered wings.
The blonde one quickly formed a lightspear to fling at Shirou as the bluenette formed one as well to engage him in close combat.
Had Shirou been a normal human, he would have been completely diced from the speed of the combination of the long range attack and the bluenette's incoming rush. However, to his experienced eyes, the two might as well have been moving through water.
He easily sidestepped the spear that was flung at him from the blonde girl and quickly dodged the swipe at his head from the well-endowed bluenette. He used the momentum from his dodge to send a lightning fast punch to her side. Blood spewed from her lips as she was sent flying and into the wall, obliterating it. She was sent rolling outside of the church, completely unconscious.
"Kalawarner!" the blonde girl yelled in concern. She turned a venomous glare to the white haired man that had just sent her compatriot through a wall before forming two new spears and flinging them at him, hoping he would go down with her attack. She instead felt fear creep into her veins as she witnessed the man dodge her attacks with contemptuous ease.
She backed away in terror, flinging another spear desperately at Shirou. This time he didn't even bother dodging, he simply caught the spear mid-air and, in a burst of speed, he was upon her. All she could feel was pure dread that paralyzed her as he seemed to simply appear in front of her in her eyes.
He threw a devastating kick that sent her careening into the same wall as the newly named Kalawarner. Similar to the blue haired fallen angel, the blonde blasted through the wall right next to her compatriot, bloody and unconscious.
Shirou was about to follow and secure the two who he had just knocked out before he simply leaned his head to the right, dodging yet another light spear that was aimed to pierce right through his head. He turned slowly to see the fedora wearing man lying on the ground with his arm outstretched, wheezing as the sword meant for his heart pierced his lung instead.
Shirou carefully approached the man who was suffocating on his own blood and crouched to his eye level, crushing the bones in the hand that the other man had weakly lifted to stop him.
"My apologies, I let my temper get the best of me when I heard your condescension for humans," Shirou said dispassionately as he looked down at the grievous wound he had inflicted on the other man.
"Though I suppose I don't really need you either since I can interrogate the other two," Shirou stated, nonchalantly ignoring the gurgling cries of pain the man was emitting.
He callously wrenched the sword from the chest of the dying fallen angel before going to properly secure the other two fallen angels and prepare to interrogate them when they came to.
