Chaldea: Fifth Bow - Drawing Back the Curtain amid Evening Stars

Phew...

Looks like I made the right call, getting out of that ridiculously cramped pod before I was supposed to.

I guess it was nice of the detective to say I'm the perfect goddess to handle the cleanup here.

I guess it was nice of the Egyptian girl to say I'm the perfect goddess to handle the cleanup here...

...but this is one hell of a game to turn around.

I can't contact Chaldea or any of the other pods.

Even if I could, I barely know how to work the controls.

Looks like the only ones here right now are me and Maanna.

...Dammit, they really got me good.

Those were never just ordinary arrows, and they're not massive, colorless splashes of magical energy, either.

That's a story Noble Phantasm.

Tametomo's just the camouflage for the launchpad where the Holy Grail's magical energy is being focused.

That's why, the more we keep hitting them, the more these "arrows" just keep coming back, stronger than ever.

Not only that, it's a morality play with not a hint of room for negotiation or compromise.

Fine, then. I'll just have to show you which of us is good and which of us is evil!

Solid villain speech. Glad to see you're so good at those.

As happy as I am to see you so fired up about this, I think you might be putting just a little too much pressure on yourself here.

Huh!?

You!? Nobody told me they were sending reinforcements this late in the game.

I'm as surprised as you, believe me. Must be one hell of an emergency.

Here. Goredolf gave me this jewel to give to you. It's not much, but hopefully, it'll boost your magical energy a little.

Whoa, really!? That's pretty considerate of him!

Maybe he's finally figured out how grateful he should be for a goddess's charity work. I'd say I'm a good twenty percent more fired up now!

Oh? Twenty percent does sound like a lot, especially for Venus.

But, you can see as well as I can what a massive army we're up against. If you're right about it all being part of a story, they'll keep coming forever.

So...I'm not sure I see another twenty percent cutting it. Need a hand to get that up to thirty?

...Fine. If you're offering, Archer, I accept.

Remember, we're here to destroy every last trace of these things.

All right, you take the first shot then.

Use your flashy Noble Phantasm to mow down the vanguard, and I'll pick off the strays.

Fine with me.

Fly, Maanna! Gate Open!

Behold my full strength! Annihilate them!

An Gal Ta Ki Gal Šè!

Trace On.

Caladbolg II, loaded. Hrunting...

Swords are meant to fly!

...! ...!!!

Huh!? You missed one!? And it's heading straight for us at lightning speed!?

Uh-oh. This isn't good!

You fool!

This is what you have to show after all that bravado when you pushed me aside!?

(I...really should kill him someday. It'll have to wait, I guess.)

Way to go, Ishtarin. I knew she wouldn't let us down.

This might be a dumb question, but...it's just one arrow, isn't it? What's the big deal?

It's not just an arrow. It's an arrow that came out on top of a struggle for survival of the fittest. It's got magical energy, durability, and good luck to spare.

You're all Servants; you should understand what that means.

It may just be a single arrow, but that single arrow is devastatingly lethal, packed to the brim with all kinds of curses.

At this point, even a Servant trying to block the shot with their own body wouldn't be able to stop it. They'd just wind up getting infected and turned into another arrow.

If it makes its way to Chaldea, its concepts will erode everything until it sinks us.

We only have one method left. It's the strongest possible way to counter a story: face it head-on and shoot it down!

And this time, we absolutely can't afford to miss!

I'm afraid we're out of time. Ms. Da Vinci. My good Archers.

We must launch the last Spirit Origin pod in the next thirty seconds, and we can fit only one of you within!

There is no more time for discussion. Da Vinci. Archers.

We must launch the last Spirit Origin pod in the next thirty seconds, and we can fit only one of you inside!

Could you let me handle this?

William Tell!

We need to shoot down this incoming arrow and we absolutely cannot miss, right?

If that's the only choice we have left, then I'll do it.

He's right. There's no better Archer for the job than Uncle Tell. I think all of us can agree there, yeah?

...All right, it's settled!

...I'm here. Getting into firing position now.

This is well and truly our last line of defense. We're all counting on you, Tell!

Don't worry. One chance is all I need.

...(Exhale)

It might be none of my business, but as a father...

...I can't just sit back and ignore your regrets.

The least I can do is shoot you down and send you on, cleansed.

...Here it comes.

If I absolutely must hit a target, then that's what I'll do.

It's just who I am.

Apfel Schießen!