Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi flashed into Tenra's grip. With his peerage at his heels, he charged straight toward Rias and her squad—who, in turn, surged forward to meet him.
No tactics. No strategy. Just pure, unrestrained battle.
"HAAAAAAH!"
"KYAAAAAAAH!"
The instant the two sides collided, Tenra unleashed a torrent of wild, surging spiritual energy. Rias's team shrieked as the blast sent them flying.
"Rias, Sona—let's take this to the sky!"
Tenra let out a booming laugh, activating the [Hermes' Boots]. Two pairs of golden, godly wings unfurled at his feet. With a single beat, he shot skyward—a streak of gold slicing through the air.
Earlier, the peerage interception round had been locked down by anti-flight barriers to prevent cheating. But now, in the grand melee, those restrictions were gone. Rias and Sona weren't about to let Tenra slip away. Crimson and phantom-blue wings burst from their backs, and they rocketed after him, twin comets chasing a third.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Above, the three Kings carved out their own aerial battlefield. Below, their peerages tore into each other on the ground.
"[Excalibur Destruction]!"
"Catch this, Xuelan! Here comes the last one—"
She still had to go after that jerk Tenra. Xuelan? This was her stop.
Xuelan was battered and bloodied. Irina decided she'd had enough.
[Excalibur Mimic]—yet another power, capable of manipulating dreams and illusions.
"Hehe, this is [Excalibur Mimic]."
But Irina's image flickered and vanished—another gash tore across Xuelan's back.
Xuelan's frustration mounted. She launched herself at Irina, desperate to turn the tide.
"Damn it!"
[Excalibur Transparency]—another of Excalibur's seven powers. Not only the blade, but its wielder could vanish from sight. Eerie, unpredictable, impossible to defend against.
Irina reappeared, grinning.
"This is [Excalibur Transparency]."
Her form shimmered, fading to transparency. Another wound blossomed on Xuelan.
Irina's [Knight] speed, supercharged by Rapidly, made her untouchable.
[Excalibur Rapidly]—one of Excalibur's seven powers—granted its wielder blinding speed.
She raised a finger, her tone playful.
"This is [Excalibur Rapidly]."
Suddenly, pain. A bloody gash split Xuelan's side—Irina materialized, smiling.
Gripping a golden holy sword, Xuelan scanned her surroundings, nerves taut. She couldn't see Irina, but she knew she was there—moving too fast for the naked eye.
Nearby, Xuelan squared off against Irina—and found herself in an equally dire predicament.
Xenovia was a powerhouse, and her holy sword Durandal carved deep furrows in the earth with every swing. Facing this walking storm, even Kalamaina struggled to keep up.
Kalamaina's demon swords had shattered again and again. She gritted her teeth, fending off Xenovia's relentless, hurricane-force onslaught.
On another front, Xenovia, Irina, Kalamaina, and Xuelan clashed once more.
CLANG! CLANG! BOOM!
Koneko clenched her fists, determination blazing in her eyes.
"Yes, nee-sama!"
That was Kuroka's plan—let her little sister get some real combat experience.
"Now, go finish Xuelan. I'll coach you from here."
She stroked Koneko's forehead, voice soft.
"Shirone, if you don't want to get grabbed, just wrap your ki around your whole body."
The crushing gravity faded. Koneko breathed easier.
"Disperse."
Kuroka's energy surged. She pressed a gentle hand to Koneko's shoulder.
Still weighed down by unnatural gravity, Koneko struggled upright, gazing at her fallen sister.
"Nee-sama…"
Xuelan vanished beneath a storm of energy.
"Aaaagh!"
Xuelan knew how dangerous Kuroka was. She bolted, but the disc tracked her relentlessly—then exploded against her with a thunderous blast.
"Not good!"
Kuroka's voice rang out. She hovered above, her elegant form wreathed in swirling energy. A glowing disc of spiritual power coalesced in her hand; she locked onto Xuelan and hurled it down.
"Xuelan, picking on my Shirone is unforgivable!"
Koneko, wary of Xuelan's Sacred Gear, peppered her with blasts of spiritual energy, always keeping her distance. But as the fight dragged on, Xuelan managed to land a few hits—Koneko felt her body growing heavier, her movements sluggish.
Both were [Rooks], both had sparred countless times at home. They knew each other's moves inside out.
Elsewhere, Xuelan and Koneko were locked in a fierce duel.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Bennia vanished like a gust of wind. Gasper watched her go, marveling at her skill—and then snapped back to focus. The moment Bennia brought an enemy over, he'd unleash his Sacred Gear.
"Wait here, I'll be right back!"
"You're right. Okay… let's try it!"
"Trust me, it'll work. We're allies now, right?"
"Eh? W-would that really work?"
"Oooh, impressive! How about we team up? I'll lure the enemy over, you hit them with your Evil Eye, and boom—victory's ours!"
"Yeah. It's my Sacred Gear. If I look at someone, I can freeze their time. But everyone's mixed together now—if I use it recklessly, I'll freeze our own team too."
"What kind of Evil Eye? Is it a Sacred Gear?"
"N-no, nothing like that. Mira-san knows I'm about to use my Evil Eye, so she backed off."
"Vampire-kun, were you about to bust out some crazy magic? You scared that staff lady off!"
Not good. Mira darted away, melting into the crowd.
Just as Mira prepared to press her attack, Gasper's voice cut through the melee. His eyes glowed with a sinister light, locked onto her.
"Mira-san!"
Iron and steel shrieked as the impact forced Bennia back several steps.
CLANG!
Bennia's eyes widened. She whipped her shinigami scythe up to block—
A frustrated snort. Mira's patience wore thin. Her staff shot out, lengthening like a bullet aimed straight for Bennia.
But Bennia was fast—blindingly fast. Mira's attacks sliced through empty air as Bennia dodged again and again.
Sure, Bennia was Tenra-sama's number-one fan, but right now, they were enemies. That meant no holding back.
Mira spun her iron staff, a blur of motion as she hammered away at Bennia.
"Ha! Ha-ha!"
Fists, spells, sword auras, Sacred Gears—chaos reigned. The alternate dimension shook with combat, while the crowd outside the arena screamed themselves hoarse, swept up in the fever of battle.
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