chapter 4

The battlefield remained still.

Masters and Servants alike were frozen in place, struggling to comprehend what they had just witnessed.

Karna, the strongest warrior of the Red Faction, had been defeated in a single blow.

Siegfried, the Saber of Black, stood ready, but even he knew—this battle was beyond his comprehension.

At the center of it all, the man responsible floated in the air, arms crossed, looking around expectantly.

Goku smiled. "So, uh… anyone else wanna go?"

A heavy silence followed.

Then—

A deep, irritated growl.

A figure stomped forward, red lightning crackling around their armor.

"Oi. You."

Mordred, the Saber of Red, pointed Clarent directly at Goku. Her sharp, crimson eyes burned with frustration.

"You think you can just waltz into our war and make us look like a bunch of weaklings?"

Goku blinked. "Huh? Oh, no, I wasn't trying to do that! You guys are really strong! It's just… y'know…" He scratched his cheek. "I might be a little stronger."

Mordred's eye twitched. "Tch! You cocky bastard—!"

She didn't wait.

With a surge of mana, she shot forward, blade swinging in a brutal arc—

But Goku caught it.

With one hand.

The clash sent shockwaves through the battlefield, but his grip didn't budge.

Mordred's teeth clenched. "The hell—?!"

Goku tilted his head. "Ooooh, nice! You've got some real power behind that!" He gave her an approving nod. "You remind me of this one guy I fought—real prideful, spiky hair, kinda angry all the time."

Mordred growled, pushing against his grip. "Quit talkin' like I'm some kinda kid!"

She jumped back, mana crackling around her body.

Goku's grin widened. "Alright, alright. You wanna go all out?" He dropped into his stance. "Then show me what you got!"

Mordred grinned savagely. "Don't mind if I do!"

Lightning roared as she charged, Clarent glowing with destructive power.

The second battle had begun.