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The sounds of horses and fighting could be heard thought out the battle as the villagers themselves had been killed, some had run off, others were ether in a very good hiding place or have not been spotted yet.
"We need to ret-"a soldier had been cut off by a spear stab through him.
A another soldier had his head ripped by a wyvern, another was burned alive, and another had his neck sliced.
The village was being overrun.
"We can't save them we must go!" one said out loud.
"We can't were surrounded" another yelled.
This is where they will die a horrible death that they had fought in this was no battle it was an extermination.
The screams of agony can be heard from another group of soldiers they had been torn apart.
The soldier had his sword in front of him in the ready he was injured from a cut from a corrupted soldier, it will get infected soon but that's if he survives Which was not likely.
Looking in front of him were approaching corrupted men he once called brother he had fought alongside them, now he was force to kill them.
"Oh my brother forgive me" he apologized.
One of the corrupted soldiers had tried to take a strike at him, only to be parried away and lose it's head.
Another had tried to come from behind but he Dodge and slice it's neck opened.
His was breathing very hard all this fighting and running had taken a toll on him he will not be able to keep this up any longer.
A roar had sounded out loud he turned his attention to the source only to feel a sharp pain on his chest as he was thrown in the air and crashed onto a wooden wall.
He had tried to lift himself only to grimace as his chest had a deep cut he screamed in pain, his vision was blurry he looked to the chaos only to see 3 approaching wyvern's ready to feast upon his flesh.
If there was anything he felt it would be fear, fear that he would not see the people closest to him fear that he would not keep his promise to his daughter,he was not going to make it he was afraid so scared that he could not get the courage to grab his sword.
"No I… must live.." he muttered
As if god was listening to his words the sound of cutting flesh was heard in front of him and the head of the wyvern had fallen off and was on the ground.
His eyes had widen he did not understand one second the beast was about to ripped off his head the next it's head was in front of him.
He looked up only to see what he would never be able to see again.
A figure fighting off two wyvern's at once with speed he could not see or understand he laid down as he was coughing out blood and tears falling from his eyes.
'Oh such a miracle' he thought.
The sound of fighting had stopped with sheathing of a blade then the sound of footsteps could be heard approaching then they stopped he opened his eyes as he felt the presence of someone looming over him.
What he saw was probably the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his existence.
An angel of god.
Her beauty could only be described as such it was only thing he could up with.
Such beauty had died on the cross that day.
Her gaze on him was of concern as she kneel down to and put her hand under his head lift it up and her other on his wounded chest.
"Forgive...me for..I have failed"he cough only for more blood to flow out.
"Shhh...it's ok you fought hard enough" she hush him to keep him from taking anymore, she laid his head down gently and grab her spear then turned to face him with a smile.
She closed her eyes concentrating the energy from her spear to her hand and whispered a prayer.
"Oh Lord let thou be healed from blood".
A warm feeling had washed over him it felt pure and natural something akin to like being born again he felt the pain on his chest going away,and the wound sealing up.
"Rest easy now" she said as she got up and turned her attention to the village her expression had turned into one of sadness then turned into one of determination she unsheathe her sword and ran towards the battle.
He lost sight of her as he fade to black.
Stella was a young woman running through the woods as far as she can from the village with wyverns follow behind and her little sister in here hands Roslyn she was young and innocent yet to see the death of her father that died in front of them their mother had been separated from each other she would be traumatized for a long time saddening to see such bloodshed.
She could hear the beast screeching they were closing in on her that is until she tripped but that trip actually save her head from getting ripped off by one coming above for a sneak attack.
That didn't mean she was out of the situation she was in, as 4 wyvern's were approaching her she held the little crying Roslyn close to her and shield her as one of the wyvern charge at her.
That's is until she heard the sound of piercing flesh she felt no pain on her person she opened her eyes only to be surprised by the wyvern in front her dead what surprise her even more the head had a sword through it.
It's body was full of swords.
The wyvern behind her was confuse that is until it had its head slice off surprising the other wyvern's catching off guard.
Stella was confused on what was happening that is until a black blur had rushed passed her only to a wyvern getting run though by a claymore into a tree she saw a figure in black armor fighting the beast as he grabbed one by the snout and stab it through the head killing it then he was tackled to ground by the other one they had wrestled while the beast had tried to take a bite at him, he punched it and grab it's head and twisted it breaking its neck.
Moving the dead wyvern off him and getting up to check his surroundings to see if anymore were coming shirou had signed then and turned his attention to a young woman with brown hair and blue eyes and in her arms was a little on with matching facial features.
They were obviously afraid since they see someone observing them he turned his head in the direction of the village seeing the smoke and flying wyverns he then turned back to them.
"Are you all right" he said
She was surprised to hear the him speak French she nodded her head the he turned his attention to a area in the forest and. Walked towards it with his tattered cape swaying around he kneel down and drew something on it he walked back and turned his head to them.
" Go there to that dagger and stay there until this chaos has ended" he turned his back facing the direction of the village with head turned slightly to them"once nightmare comes and all is silent go to your home and hide for now".
He ran off in a fast hurry leaving a confuse girl she looked at the unknown swordsman in the distance and the dagger in the circle of the shadows with no option she picked Roslyn up and went into the circle of odd ruins.
She had wondered who he was.
In a rush against time is what it felt like for shirou the constant danger around him was getting worse he did not the source only that the fact this felt like magic in nature.
He did not want to leave those two on there on but he had to due to fighting he could hear in the distance he put up a protective barrier that would last probably a couple of days that if he doesn't come cut off the connection.
He felt a source of holy energy coming from this direction he picked the pace to find any links and fight off any hostility he a few corrupted soldier he then cut them down nameless swords.
He looked in the sky and traced his black bow and swords he shot each wyvern down in the head killing them instantly, he the continue towards the village.
He got to the entrance and the Carnage in front him the dead on the ground arms,heads, and legs scatter it reminded him of the hoards of dead apostles that appeared in small towns except ten times worse.
A wyvern had charge at him he shot it in the head and dematerialize his bow and projected kanshou and bakuya he then moved to a group of skeletons and cut them down he sliced three heads off with kanshou, kicked one down and crushed its head he then dash forward to a wyvern cuts it's head down with bakuya then he threw the married swords killing skeletons warriors in a boomerang of death before returning to him in his hands.
He then turned his attention to the sound of cracking bones he saw a woman fighting off a ground wyverns and corrupted in a impressive feat she used her flag pole as a staff knocking a wyvern around and stab it through the head then she dash forward thrusting the sharp end of the pole through the two corrupted.
He was familiar on such movement it was something he had not see in a long time.
'A servant.'
That is in which is a soul part of a heroic spirit.
Where he had saw her sword he already knew who she was.
The leader of the raiders
The hero of Orleans.
Joan D Arc the Holy Maiden.
But something was off while her feats were good it looked like she was having trouble with fending off she should be able to kill them easily.
That itself was not a good sign ether her master was I'll suitable or she was low on Mana and she has no master whatsoever that itself could prove problem.
He decided to help her he dematerialize kanshou and bakuya and projected his bow he fired swords into the heads catching the attention of the servant who was surprised for the she decided to go thank him later and get back into fighting, he then saw a group of approaching of skeletons.
He narrowed his eyes and held out his hand.
"Trace on"
A long spike like sword appeared he knock the sword into aim alteration into a slender shape and said.
"Aim for the blood demons heart"
Hrunting!
Realising Hrunting at fast speed it hits Targets piercing through five wyvern hearts and the broken phantasm the exploded, he then put down his and look at Joan who was finishing the last skeleton she looked at him and nodded he then look around for anymore and turned back to her to nod for assurance.
After the battle he had picked up the wounded and put them in a safe spot for her to heal them they both agreed on ask questions later after she was done heading the wounded, when she was done she turned to him with a smile.
"That's the last one they should be better in a few hours." She said.
He nodded his head he looked at the dead all around them" I do wish could have save more."
Her expression had turned of one of surprise and then pity" yes I to wish that myself."
He turned back to her " I myself have questions to ask if you are willing to answer."
She looked at him and nodded. " Yes to repay for the help you have brought me."
"Very well then"
Hope you guys like it I will say I will keep this a mystery of who is this shriou with only small details the big ones later on.
By the way who here think Fate apocrypha was trash.
