Shiro, Artoria, and Lancer regrouped, their breathing steady after the intense battle. The air was tense, their senses on high alert. Suddenly, a loud noise echoed through the air, followed by a figure bursting onto the scene.
"Berserker!" Shiro's eyes narrowed, his expression cold and unforgiving.
The Berserker, Lancelot, charged towards Artoria, his voice booming through the air. "ARTORIAAAAA!" He attacked with reckless abandon, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision.
Shiro stepped forward, his eyes locked on Lancelot. "I'll take care of this," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. He engaged Lancelot in a duel, their strength and speed clashing in a flurry of blows.
Lancelot's brute strength was overwhelming, and Shiro stumbled back under the onslaught. But he refused to yield, his skill and technique allowing him to keep up with the Berserker's ferocious attacks.
Shiro's expression remained cold, his eyes fixed on Lancelot. He dodged and weaved, avoiding Lancelot's powerful blows. *CLANG! CLANG!* The sound of metal on metal echoed through the air as the two combatants exchanged blows.
Despite his best efforts, Shiro was unable to match Lancelot's strength. But he made up for it with his skill, using his knowledge of combat to stay ahead of the Berserker. *SWOOSH! SWOOSH!* Shiro's movements were swift and precise, his sword slicing through the air with deadly accuracy.
The battle raged on, with Shiro and Lancelot exchanging blows in a fierce and intense duel. Shiro's cold expression never wavered, his focus fixed on taking down the Berserker. But despite his skill, he knew he couldn't match Lancelot's raw power.
For now, Shiro's goal was to hold his ground, to buy time for Artoria and Lancer to escape. He gritted his teeth, his eyes locked on Lancelot. The battle would continue, and Shiro would need all his skill and strategy to survive.
Lancer and Artoria charged forward, determined to help Shiro take down the Berserker. The three of them formed a formidable team, their movements swift and precise.
Lancer's Gáe Bulg shone with a fierce, golden light as he struck with precision. *THRUST!* The spear bit deep into the Berserker's shoulder, but he refused to fall.
Artoria's sword sliced through the air, its power and speed unmatched. *SWOOSH!* She struck with all her might, but the Berserker's brute strength allowed him to withstand the blow.
Shiro's expression remained cold, his eyes fixed on the Berserker. He attacked with calculated precision, his sword slicing through the air with deadly accuracy. *CLANG! CLANG!* The sound of metal on metal echoed through the air as the four combatants exchanged blows.
The Berserker roared with rage, his voice like thunder. *RRRAAAAGH!* He charged forward, his sword slicing through the air with reckless abandon. *KA-BOOM!* The force of his blow sent Shiro stumbling back.
But Shiro refused to yield. He gritted his teeth, his eyes locked on the Berserker. *SWOOSH! SWOOSH!* He struck with swift precision, his sword biting deep into the Berserker's defenses.
Lancer and Artoria joined the attack, their movements swift and coordinated. *THRUST!* Lancer's spear struck true, while Artoria's sword sliced through the Berserker's guard. *CLANG! CLANG!* The sound of metal on metal echoed through the air as the four combatants clashed.
The battle raged on, with the four combatants exchanging blows in a fierce and intense duel. The Berserker's brute strength was matched by the trio's skill and coordination. *RRRAAAAGH!* The Berserker roared with rage, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision.
Shiro's expression remained cold, his eyes fixed on the Berserker. He knew that he couldn't match the Berserker's strength, but he could use his skill to outmaneuver him. *SWOOSH! SWOOSH!* Shiro's sword sliced through the air, its movement swift and precise.
Lancer and Artoria worked in tandem, their attacks relentless. *THRUST!* Lancer's spear struck true, while Artoria's sword bit deep into the Berserker's defenses. *KA-BOOM!* The force of their blows sent the Berserker stumbling back.
The battle continued, with the four combatants exchanging blows in a fierce and intense duel. The outcome was far from certain, as the Berserker's brute strength clashed with the trio's skill and coordination.
*RRRAAAAGH!* The Berserker roared with rage, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision. *CLANG! CLANG!* The sound of metal on metal echoed through the air as the four combatants clashed.
Shiro's expression remained cold, his eyes fixed on the Berserker. He knew that he had to end the battle quickly, before the Berserker's strength proved too much. *SWOOSH! SWOOSH!* Shiro's sword sliced through the air, its movement swift and precise.
The battle raged on, with the four combatants exchanging blows in a fierce and intense duel. The outcome was far from certain, as the Berserker's brute strength clashed with the trio's skill and coordination.
In the end, it was Shiro who came up with a plan. He used his Inverted Spear of Heaven Earth to warp reality, creating an opening for Lancer and Artoria to strike. *REALTITY DISTORTS!* The air seemed to ripple and distort as Shiro's spear sliced through the space between him and the Berserker.
Lancer and Artoria took advantage of the opening, striking with all their might. *THRUST!* Lancer's spear bit deep into the Berserker's chest, while Artoria's sword sliced through his guard. *KA-BOOM!* The force of their blows sent the Berserker crashing to the ground.
The battle was over, and the trio had emerged victorious. Shiro's expression remained cold, his eyes fixed on the Berserker's lifeless body. "It's done," he thought, his voice silent.