As the wyvern fell dead, Youmu flicked her blade to the side, scattering the blood across the ground. The half-phantom was hardly unprepared for lethal combat, but it wasn't common she engaged in it either. Still, she wasn't entirely unused to the possibility of dealing with monstrous foes. It had been given a quick death, a necessary death that was conducted in a swift fashion without giving the creature undue pain. Killing quickly and without unnecessary suffering was the way it should be done, to put it simply. That being said, as she sheathed Roukanken she realized that she had not gone completely unscathed. The creature's blood had splattered across her clothing in a long spray across her torso. This wouldn't have been much of an issue if she was back home, but here she had no change of clothing. She couldn't go walking around like this...
And then the people in vehicles appeared once more, the outside world's law enforcement. They were clearly somewhat stunned by the situation, and it only made sense. The white-haired girl suspected that the outside world rarely had to deal with threats of this nature. What kind of an incident was this? Pulling her into the outside world, then all these other people, these monsters... ah, it was kind of frustrating how little sense things seemed to make. But... now wasn't the time to dwell on that matter, she had to speak to the newly-arrived police force and it was best to try and be polite to them. After a moment, Youmu approached them and bowed.
"Hello, I am Konpaku Youmu," she began, straightening as she did, "These creatures were attacking the city, and so we acted as was necessary in order to prevent anyone from being harmed."
"The Holy Grail, huh?" Mordred asked, glancing back over her shoulder at the guy who just wouldn't shut up
. So his world knew about the Grail too. It only made sense, she guessed, given what she knew about the whole multiple universes thing. This world had to know about the Grail, given that they'd managed to write about her world as they did. So it stood to reason that more universes would also possess the legend of the Holy Grail. That being said...
"Yeah, yeah, it should be mine," the blonde knight continued, "I'm the strongest, after all! But I'll earn it myself. I'm not letting some jackass who doesn't know when to shut up get it for me."
Mordred faced forward once more, her attention now on... a slime? It was a big, ugly blobby thing. It looked like it shouldn't have put up much of a fight and didn't even seem to notice they were there, so the Red Knight stepped forward with her blade at the ready. All they had to do was kill it, right?
And then-A blade piercing her lower back...!
The blonde knight spun on the spot, in time for a sword to scrap against her armor, sparks showering from the grating of metal on metal. There was no real thought in Mordred's actions, even as she lashed out with Clarent. But the target, the perpetrator, had already backed out of range.
She didn't need to think about what was happening. The only thing in Mordred's mind was that she was going to kill Menomaru. She was going to run him through. To cut his head off. To leave him dead or dying on the floor. The method didn't matter. Punching, kicking, stabbing, cutting, as long as he was dead
Red lightning erupted around her body as she gave chase, crackling across her blade.
Again and again, Vita slammed her Graf Eisen down, the hammer crushing its way through the bodies of the strange attackers. What were
these? At least it looked like Nanoha had taken care of whatever it was that was causing them to appear. But there was so many! Every time she had killed one, another one seemed to have sprang up in its place. But if the devices spawning them had been destroyed...
"Eisen!" she shouted.
" her device responded, the head of the hammer spawning a rocket booster at the back, and a spike at the tip. The rocket flared, flames erupting from the back of armed device as it set the small redheaded girl spinning, launching her forward with a yell through the crowd of technicolor monstrosities. The spike tore through their bodies, shredding them apart as showers of ash scattered through the air. With each rotation, more and more bodies crumbled into black dust, crumbling to nothing as they wee pierced with the spike or sent hurtling through the air as they perished.
With the last rotation, Vita came to a halt.
Around her was nothing but ash.@Dezuel@KoL@Raineh Daze@Crusader Lord@PKMNB0Y