“Ri—right! Of course I knew that. I was just, erm… testing… Yes, I was just testing you, dumb Emperor,” Elizabeth said in a stuttering voice after Caster slipped out of her embrace. The Lancer face got as pink as her hair, after she allowed her instincts to take control of her actions, but certainly no one would see through her well thought excuse, right? In the end, it was all Caster’s fault for pulling such an underhanded move while Elizabeth was distract. The Lancer had no reason to apologize for her actions, of course.

“Hah! I know how it feels to be on the receiving end of that. I’m sorry, but it seems that feeling your pain is all that I can do for you,” Elizabeth said to the valkyries as they got Fax Caelestis’ed. Well, that wasn’t exactly the attack she knew but Lancer wasn’t lying by saying that she was well acquainted with the business end of Nero’s sword.

“Anyway, I would love to stay and chat, but…” Elizabeth said as she spread her wings. Contrary to everyone else here, the Lancer’s ability to fly wasn’t powered by magic and, even if the Domus Aurea would force her to be ground, it couldn’t forbid Elizabeth from using her wings to assist her leaps. “I have something important to do as well~” she finished her statement with a powerful wing flap that would be enough for her to jump over the new Caster’s head (not that doing so would be hard anyway) and land in front of her, hitting the remaining valkyries with a swipe of her tail followed by a quick jab of her spear at whoever was the closest one.

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Meanwhile, at the other side of the battlefield…

“Lancerrrr!” Atalanta practically howled as she step sideways just enough to have Lancer’s spear slash as gash at her left flank instead of any more vital organ. “Wake up! I can’t let you doom the future of any more children!” She said while blood and foam dripped from her mouth.

However, the wound didn’t stop Atalanta at all. Instead of that, her Self Evolution skill kicked in, making the Berserker’s skin tougher, like the hide of the beasts of the Age of Gods which were her prey once more. In addition, her claws became like the talons of a great bird of prey as she reached for the Lancer’s good arm with the intention of disarming her quarry for good before dealing the final blow. All the while ignoring the danger posed by the flames that engulfed much of the Lancer’s body.
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