The City in Flames

There was a loud ring of steel on steel as Mordred parried. "Who! Who told you it would work! Who lied to you!"

They pushed through the block, their sword swinging down onto the other Saber.

fuyumin carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

Darius placed himself behind the evil mordred, swinging down with his axes.

Kittenboxxing carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

The evil Mordred jumped back, side to side, to try and avoid the strikes.

Damascus carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

Damascus carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

They barely managed to dodge the strikes before three more Servants came in; Artoria, Semiramis, and Mashu all at once.

Damascus carried out 3 launched of one (CLASH.) :

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Mordred Alter: Damascus carried out 3 launched of one (CLASH.) :

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With another Mana Burst behind her strike Artoria was the only one to strike true, cleaving through their armor.

"D-damn it!"

Mordred Alter
HP: 420blazeit/500

Phillipus fell to one knee with the Azoth and began chanting. The three of them could defeat Saber Alter, but an edge wouldn't hurt. If only their Mordred was a little stronger... [RANK BOOST: A, STRENGTH]

[[Rank A spell: line 1/2]]

Mordred came back in again, charging straight for her other self.

Damascus carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

Mordred deftly spun out of the way and thrust Clarent towards their mirror's back. "Tell me!"

fuyumin carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

Darius also attacked, keeping the mirror mordred pinned.

Kittenboxxing carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

She ducked out of the way of both attacks as Artoria charged, in followed again by Semiramis and Mashu. "I'm not... telling you anything!"

Damascus carried out 3 launched of one (CLASH.) :

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Damascus carried out 3 launched of one (CLASH.) :

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Mordred Alter
HP: 380/500

Getting pummeled by two attacks, they start to look weary, though the fire in their eyes burns hotter.

[[Paracelsus: line 2/2]]

With four of the Servants all gathered before them, they decided to finish it.

"Enough of this!" They tore what remained of their helmet from their face, and raised their sword high. "CLARENT... BLOOD... ARTHUUUUR!"

Mashu leapt in front of everyone, her shield glowing bright.

[[Skill: Self-Field Defense = rank reduced]]
[[Skill: Mana Defense = damage reduced]]

Mordred Alter swung her sword down and fired a huge blast at the party.

Against (with advantage): Mordred, Artoria, Darius, Semiramis, Mashu

Damascus carried out 5 launched of one (CLASH.) :

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For Artoria, Semiramis, Mashu:
Damascus carried out 3 launched of one (CLASH.) :

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As the beam comes in, a magical screen seems to spread out from Mashu's shield. As the beam passes through it, it seems to weaken considerably, but it still incredibly powerful.

Mashu hides behind her shield and lets the blast roll over it, while Artoria jumps out of the way. The other three get hit hard.

Semiramis
0/200

Darius
700/1,000

Mashu
200/500

Mordred
200/500

Semiramis disappeared in scream as the energy overwhelmed her. By the time the Phantasm faded, she was gone.

Mordred Alter looked on, stunned. "You're still alive?! Damn you all!"

Aaron sat up, bleary eyed. Without the extra drain on his mana he was finally able to wake up. He looked around, suprised, "Oh for..." he pushed himself up and dusted off his clothes, and sent a rank A healing spell to Darius, using a bit of extra mana to push it out early. The act made his knees buckle a little, but he caught himself and grinned knowing it would further infuriate the enemy servant.
Avalon shook her head at him, keeping her whirlwind shield up.

Mordred rose to their feet, breathing hard. "Someone chasing blindly after vengeance, fueled by hate, can never be a true king. It is love and duty for the people that decides worthiness!!" They moved to line up their shot, Mordred Alter and the Grail both. With one hand, they gripped a horn on their helm and removed it, crimson light swirling around their blade.

"In the name of the future! In the name of Britannia! Clarent..."

"Blood ARTHUR!"

fuyumin carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

"What utter foolishness!" Alter screamed, leaping back to try and dodge the blast. "I'll never... let... you...!!"

Damascus carried out 1 launched of one (CLASH.) :

They couldn't make it in time. The red energy washed over them like a tidal wave. When it finally died down, the other Mordred was still there, on their knees, barely clinging to life.

[[Battle Continuation: Rank A]]

It seemed like they would only last a few more seconds. "I can't... believe this... After all... the work I put into it..." The other Mordred clutched something tightly in one hand.

Darius swooped in and grabbed what she was holding at Aaron's behest.

Mordred approached the Alter, Clarent still in their hand, just in case.

"Go in peace to the Lord's side... My Alter-self." They raised Clarent above the Saber and brought it down tip first.