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"If I could just see where the hell he was sneaking up from I'd belt the fucker right in the face!" Issei swore, clenching his fist as he stood back to back with his fellow pawn only to shiver as he sensed bloodlust descending on them from on high.
"It's a shitty devil two-for one sale!" Freed cackled, swinging his Excalibur down to cut the Pawns in two, only to curse, bringing the blade up to deflect two black and white blurs that had been aimed for his neck, the Exorcist back flipping in mid-air to avoid Kiba's counter-attack "Fuck it! Who did that?!"
"Freed Sellzen!" Xenovia called out, the devils looking up to see the Excalibur Wielders and Shirou racing towards them, the Magus tracing a fresh set of blades "For the crimes of heresy and murder, I will cut you down in the name of god!"
"Man I'm popular tonight!" Freed mocked, leering perversely at Xenovia and Irina's bodies as they cast aside their cloaks, only to vanish into thin air as Xenovia brought her sword down, creating a massive crater where he'd been standing mere moments ago "Whoa! Calm yourself sugar-tits! You gotta pay extra for the rough stuff!"
"Don't interfere!" Kiba snapped; all traces of the Gremory Knight's princely persona gone as he rounded on the Holy Sword users with a savage snarl "Don't forget our agreement! He's mine!"
"Our agreement was that you'd aide us in destroying an Excalibur." Xenovia reminded him flatly, her expression dismissive "At no point did we ever say which one or who would confront Sellzen."
"In other words, its first come first served devil-kun!" Irina chirped brightly as she fell in step alongside her partner, Katana in hand "Though rest assured, if we do beet Freed, we'll keep our end of the bargain!"
"Gyahaha-! I love it! The Bitches can't get enough of me!" Freed cackled from the shadows "Hmm, which to pick, I don't want to be accused of being fickle, so I should give everyone a turn…ooh! I know! I'll start with the loli!"
"Koneko-chan!" Issei yelled, turning to face the Rook, eyes widening in alarm as Freed appeared behind her, sword raised overhead, only for a blur to interpose itself between them, the Excalibur clashing against a pair of Married Twin Blades, allowing Koneko to leap to safety "Emiya!"
"Damn it! Hey! No cutting in line!" Freed snarled, pressing down on the locked blades in a futile bid to drive his foe back "Hm, hey wait, aren't you that tag-teaming fucker from the other night?"
Shirou didn't deign to respond, the Faker's eyes instead locking onto the blade in the deranged exorcists hands as, once again, the impossibly large gears ground into action.
Judging the concept of creation…
It was but a part of the whole, a mere fraction of the original, broken and remade by mortal hands.
Hypothesizing the Basic Structure…
A one-handed longsword, its frame wrapped with a drill-like coil, designed for piercing the enemy.
Duplicating the Composite Materials…
While divine metal served as its core, base metals had been added to give the shards new life.
Imitating the Production Process…
Originally forged by divine hands, it was restored through the use of alchemy and blessed Metals.
Sympathizing with the Experience of its Growth…
Few possessed the qualifications for it to acknowledge them as master and so few had wielded it.
Reproducing the accumulated years…
It was old; it was new, its current form mere decades old, its legend reaching back centuries.
Excelling every manufacturing process…
Forged anew, it stands ready to shield the faithful from their enemy's sight, so that they may pierce the darkness in God's name. Though reduced from days of yore, all who aspire to Glory know its name, the greatest of Holy Swords - Excalibur Transparency: The Holy Blade of Transparency.
And like Rapidly before it, the idea that its power was being used to hide a heretic like Freed Sellzen was enough to make the blade scream.
"Lucky!" the Rogue Exorcist cheered, leering provocatively at the Faker as they continued to lock blades, his eyes burning with perverse madness "I was hoping to pay you back for breaking Rapidly-tan!"
"You don't deserve to speak its name!" Shirou snarled, Prana surging through his limbs as he overpowered the Exorcist to break out of the deadlock, Kanshou and Bakuya glinting in the moonlight as he brought them round to decapitate the lunatic only for him to vanish into thin air with a yelp.
"Sheesh! What's with all the hostility man, the hell did I ever do to you?" Freed whined, his voice clearly shaken by the redhead's savagery as it echoed all around the group "And what're you complaining about? A sword's meant to be wielded right? Otherwise what's the point of even having them?"
"The Excaliburs were entrusted to us by God so that we may fight the forces of evil in his name!" Xenovia called out, Excalibur Destruction at the ready "That they should fall into the hands of a heretic like you is a sin no amount of repenting can atone for!"
"Shut up!" Freed snarled, his blade suddenly clashing against Destruction, his face lined with hatred and loathing "Don't you ever mention that disgusting name in my presence again you whore-!"
"FREED!" Kiba snarled, lunging for the Exorcist's back only to curse as he used Xenovia's own counter-swing to put some distance between them, vanishing once again with a cackle "Damn it! I think I preferred when he was using Rapidly, at least then we could see where he was coming from!"
"Sorry about that." Shirou grimaced, not sure why he was apologizing really, though he had to admit, fighting an opponent who could turn invisible was a little out of his depth. Even Servants, who could assume Astral Form, couldn't completely escape the senses of other Servants with the exception of Assassin, and even they needed to assume corporeal form in other to attack.
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