"This is really a waste of my talents," Nero complained, standing in front of the rising castle, "There's nothing beautiful about putting down the dead again." The dead were disgusting, who would want to include them in any form of art? Still, in a battle of numbers, neither Saber nor Lancer were well equipped to deal with hordes.

Well, she was, particularly the dead. Holy sacraments of all kinds were the realm of the priests, and the powers of Rome's religious leader were not to be impugned! All that required was that Saber prevent any interruption and Elisabeth keep the zombies [i]out[/i] whilst she got to the end of her casting. 

If there was any doubt as to what she was doing, the sudden and immediate switch to Classical Latin over any contemporaneous language should have made it clear, along with the length of the chant. Assuming a lack of interruption... well, nobody could say that a sudden low-lying layer of stormclouds raining lightning bolts down on the area was just chance weather. Not when they kept striking the undead specifically.

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"A Noble Phantasm? I am afraid not, Brynhildr is associated with no artefact in particular. From the stories, impassable flames are to be expected, and if a valkyrie a spear of some sort, but her defining feature would be her own betrayal."