[The battle in the light screen has now entered a white-hot stage!]
["—Whoosh!"]
[The next second, Heracles was like a flash of lightning, blasting Archer away again! He did not stop at all and struck hard once more. The ceiling was instantly penetrated, and Archer was smashed straight through it.]
[Amidst the roar, Archer returned to the castle hall again. He was covered in wounds, but his eyes were still firm.]
[Slowly, Archer trembled and got up from the ground once more. He was covered in dust, but the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, revealing an unyielding will.]
["Still alive?! How is it possible! Berserker, stop playing around; this guy isn't right. Don't be careless, don't hesitate, kill him before you are killed!" Illya's voice was full of shock and anxiety.]
[Archer had a gloomy face and did not respond. He swung his right hand violently, and a flying sword passed by Illya's ear, shattering the only light source hanging in the hall. Suddenly, the whole place was plunged into darkness.]
["Where is he?! I can't sense him; did he run away?" Illya murmured in disbelief.]
[However, the next second, the moon in the sky suddenly peeked out, and the bright moonlight slowly lingered, gradually revealing Archer's figure.]
["It seems you have not received the blessing of the Moon Goddess," Archer's voice was calm and firm.]
["Have withstood pain to create many weapons"]
[He chanted in a low voice, as if telling his own story.]
["Berserker!" Illya's voice showed a hint of anxiety. She realized something was wrong. If Archer continued chanting, there might be an accident!]
["Yet, those hands will never hold anything.*"]
[Archer's chanting continued, but it could be clearly felt at this moment that the chant was approaching its end!]
[Just as the axe and sword were about to surpass Archer's head, he shouted:]
["So as I pray, Unlimited Blade Works!*"]
[The surrounding scenery suddenly began to change. The distance between Heracles and Archer began to grow uncontrollably. Dazzling red light covered everything; at this moment, they seemed to have entered another world.]
[The red ground, full of cracks, was filled with projected Noble Phantasms. Archer now stood behind Illya and the others.]
[Bullet Comments]
[Aozaki Aoko]: So it was a Reality Marble?!!
[Add (Fate/strange fake)]: The ground is full of projections of sword-type Noble Phantasms, and among them are those famous swords! As expected of the Unlimited Blade Works, this is too amazing!
[Sesshōin Kiara]: Is this his real power? Unlimited... blades?
[Medea]: So, is this his true Noble Phantasm? I naively thought the projected Kanshou and Bakuya from before were his Noble Phantasm.
[Waver Velvet]: But how did he do it?! He's roughly the same generation as me, right? He actually mastered a Reality Marble! @Iskander, isn't this the same as your Noble Phantasm?
[Iskander]: @Waver Velvet, indeed, they are both Reality Marbles. It's just really unexpected!
[Medusa]: But, the Heroic Spirit Emiya is an Archer, right? Why don't any of the archers' Noble Phantasms today have anything to do with bows?
[Lord El-Melloi II]: @Heroic Spirit Emiya (Archer), how did you master the Reality Marble? And why is it swords?
[Heroic Spirit Emiya (Archer)]: Maybe it's because my mental landscape is too strong? As for why it's swords, it's probably affected by Avalon inside my body. This Reality Marble contains the factors to form all swords and can easily replicate any sword once its original has been seen. Weapons that have been replicated once will be stored within the Marble, and projection magecraft can be performed even without activating the Reality Marble.
[Fujimaru Ritsuka]: So cool! Strong and cool, I'm a little envious.
[Lord El-Melloi II]: The existence of the Reality Marble can also explain why Emiya could become a Heroic Spirit.
As the bullet comments were shaken by Archer's Reality Marble, the light screen continued to flicker.
[The Heroic Spirit Emiya (Archer) slowly stretched out his arm. A sharp sword gradually unsheathed itself as he wished, a cold light flashing upon it.]
["What you are facing," he said in a deep voice, "is the Unlimited Blade Works, the highest realm of swordsmanship. Come on, show your courage to the fullest!"]
[Illya stood there in shock.]
[Heracles was fearless and charged again. The Heroic Spirit Emiya did not retreat and rushed forward! Just as the two were about to collide, the picture suddenly darkened, as if swallowed by endless darkness.]
[After a long time, the light slowly returned, illuminating a scene of ruins.]
[The first thing that came into view was the dilapidated hall of the Einzbern Castle. The floor was covered with cracks spreading like a spider web; the walls were pierced with huge holes. The stairs had completely collapsed, and stones and rubble were scattered in the wind.]
[In the center of the ruins, Berserker reappeared, but he had turned into a scarred statue. His feet were melting, his head bore cut marks, his arms were barely connected at the elbows, the wounds from his shoulders to the inside of his thighs were hideous, the large hole in his chest was still bleeding, and a red heart could vaguely be seen in his abdomen.]
["What kind of existence is that guy?" Illya whispered dully, her heart full of resentment. "How dare you insult me like this! It's unforgivable! Ahhh! This feeling is so unpleasant!"]
[She roared: "You were killed by that guy six times, Berserker! You didn't let him go on purpose, did you?"]
[As time passed, a faint light flashed in Berserker's eye sockets again.]
[Illya instantly realized that even with the Twelve Labors (God Hand), it would take three days for Berserker to recover from his current injuries.]
["Forget it. Hunting games are only fun if you take your time."]
[The light screen darkened again.]