[center][h1][b]Interlude II[/b][/h1][h3][b][[i]Nightmare[/i] (I)][/b][/h3][/center]

[center][h3][color=910719][b]Great Fire of Fuyuki[/b][/color][b], 1888[/b]
Miyama City[/h3]

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Moments after both Tesla and Shuten launched their attack, a 'wave' came crashing toward them. It was the river tide of the Styx, rolling flames consuming all in their wake. Humans, buildings, animals-

All were burned away as the fire moved toward them at speeds even a Servant had to acknowledge. 

How could it be moving so fast in this singular instance? Hadn't the Noble Phantasm of the now defeated Saber, Roland, pushed it away?

Even if it used souls, houses, and the planet itself as fuel, it would not normally reach them this quickly.

However.

It was only natural that it would reach them. After all, this fire used another 'fuel'. From the moment Lady Trieu had used her Noble Phantasm, the result had been decided. She, who released grudges- Had served to only invite the fire toward the group fighting a death match.

It was like throwing oil on a burning building, or coal in a barbecue. If they did not immediatly flee, all of them would certainly be washed away in a tidal wave of fiery curses.

Swirling torrent and debased fury. The fire was Hades personified. All that it touched was burned away, but not purified. Its black tongues licked at all without distinction. Wood. Men. Women. Children. Animals. Familiars. ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■. Even the lifeblood of the Star was not exempt. One could call it the fires of Hell, but that was definitely a misnomer. In the first place, the Lake of Fire was meant to torture and punish.

The only thing this half materialized wish could do was burn away everything in its path. No, it definitely was not the 'Fire of Hell'. It was the "Fire of Purgatory" which gobbled up sins themselves.

Those unfortunate enough to be near the blazing fumes were driven to insanity. It was a matter of course. They were minds blasted by a mixture of fear and 'rebellion against all things'. It was an orgy of depravity and destruction unmatched on Earth in many years, at least at the scale it was currently reaching. At this rate, even the Captain of 'that' ghost ship would be mildly impressed.

The firestorm itself was reaching the city proper, punishing the city of wood, flesh, bones, and spirit- using all without distinction as its fuel. The 'thing' it was becoming had become 'sensitive' to 'living things', and had begun actively seeking out 'fuel'. Within the abyssal fires of purgatory, something similar to faces started appearing. When watching the inferno, it started to watch back.

[color=910719]The starting penalty is 
                                      now 

                                         five

                                              Everyone.

die[/color]


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[h1][b]Night Two has Begun[/b][/h1]