Swish, swish, swish~~!

Facing Yihui's admonition, the expression on Akemi Homura's face became even more angry. She drew her bow and shot countless purple arrows like a torrential rain.

Clang~! A brilliant light shone.

Yihui raised the Sword of Promised Victory in his hand and swung it. The arrows that attacked were instantly swallowed by the shining sword light raised by the Holy Sword of the Star.

The sword in this guy's hand! Altair, who was watching this scene on the side, narrowed his red and blue eyes slightly.

She could feel a very terrible power in this sword.

The old sword, in the hands of Arthur Pendragon

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