Fate/Lust break

Ritsuka then ducked form another attack as he mentally spoke. "System Activated that skill

[ skill Actived: The Holy Lance Rhongomynaid**

- **Effect**: Allows Ritsuka to summon Morgan's weapon, a black demonic spear resembling a halberd with an Excalibur-like blade. This weapon can be used to perform holy spells and unleashes a smaller version of Rhongomynaid's destructive power ]

As then Kama bow desiper from Ritsuka arm, as then Morgan Halberd appiers, as everyone just looked at Ritsuka

Marie just looked at Mash. "He can just do that, some other weapons".

Mash sighed. "Yes, he doesn't tell me how he doesn't bu-

But before she can finsihe everyone can hear Ritsuka say a word, which made Mash grab, Kiyohime, Elizabeth, Martha, and put them behind her swords as the word Ritsuka said was 'Rhongomynaid', as for Medusa she was safe sense she was behind Ritsuka at this Morgan in Team B also used her Noble Phatasam to defeat Sanson, as both side had no idea what the other did at the same, as more then Half of dragons and wyvern were dead

Ritsuka stood there, panting heavily, his grip still firm around Morgan's halberd. The battlefield was littered with the fallen dragons and wyverns, their massive forms collapsing into the earth. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and scorched earth, the remnants of his powerful strike still hanging in the air.

He glanced down at the weapon in his hand. The Holy Lance Rhongomynaid had drained him more than he expected, even with a partial release. He could feel the weight of the power inside him, the burden of using a Noble Phantasm like that—one that held such destructive potential—was immense. Despite only using a fraction of its power, his body was left aching from the toll it had taken.

"I didn't even use my full power," Ritsuka muttered, looking up at the group of enemies before him. "So why am I so drained?"

Mash, still positioned protectively in front of the others, turned to look at him, her brow furrowing in concern. "Ritsuka... You used Morgan's Noble Phantasm, but even a fraction of Rhongomynaid's power is enough to exhaust anyone who isn't prepared for it. It's an enormous strain."

Elizabeth stepped forward, her grin never wavering, though she was clearly impressed by the power Ritsuka had just displayed. "Well, that was definitely one hell of a blast! I don't think the dragons are getting up from that anytime soon."

Kiyohime, her fiery eyes still burning with intensity, gave a low growl. "Just don't do that again so soon, Ritsuka. I can barely stand to see you so weak." Her tail flicked nervously, clearly worried about the toll the attack had taken on him.

Marie, looking bewildered, glanced at Mash and whispered, "He just... summoned that weapon out of nowhere? That's not fair! And now he's drained?" She chuckled nervously. "He's like some kind of cheat code."

Mash sighed deeply, her hands still resting on the hilt of her sword as she eyed Ritsuka. "It's not like he's trying to hide it. But... yeah, sometimes I really don't get how he does it either. It's like he just knows how to use these things when they're needed."

As the battle settled down, the remaining wyverns and dragons struggled to regroup, their numbers severely diminished by Ritsuka's overwhelming attack. But in the distance, Jalter and her allies were still very much alive, even if the tide of the battle had shifted.

Jalter's gaze remained cold and calculating, but even she couldn't mask her surprise at the destruction Ritsuka had unleashed. "So that's your trump card, Ritsuka...?" she said, her voice tinged with both admiration and irritation. "No matter. You won't get away with this."

Behind her, Vlad was ready to charge again, his monstrous dragon roaring in fury. "You may have taken out most of my soldiers, but you haven't beaten me yet, boy."

Lancelot, however, remained eerily calm, his sword still drawn, awaiting the moment to strike. He glanced at Ritsuka, his expression unreadable. "I won't underestimate you again, but this fight isn't over."

Ritsuka, despite the exhaustion he felt, straightened up, his grip tightening around the halberd. His breath came in short bursts, but he wasn't about to back down. "This is far from over," he muttered, the determination in his eyes unmistakable. "I've got plenty more where that came from. Let's see who breaks first."

Just then, he felt a warm presence beside him. It was Medusa, who had been standing quietly behind him during the chaos. Her violet eyes met his, full of understanding and trust. "Don't push yourself too hard, Master," she said softly. "We're all in this together. You don't have to bear the weight of everything alone."

Ritsuka looked at her and gave a tired, but genuine smile. "I know... Thanks, Medusa."

As he steadied himself, Mash took another step forward, her shield raised and ready. "Let's finish this together," she said, her voice filled with the same unyielding resolve.

The air was thick with anticipation. The enemy was still formidable, but the power of teamwork—and the strength of Ritsuka's allies—would guide them to victory. Despite the drain of using Rhongomynaid, Ritsuka knew that the battle was far from over, and with each step forward, he could feel the weight of their mission pressing him onward.

The tides of the war were shifting, and Ritsuka was ready for whatever came next.

Jalter then looked at Ritsuka as she did some quick maths in her head. "Wait he is tired, everyone in his side is back, I am in full strength, he is weakened he can't just use it again, heavy hitter like Medusa and Kama aren't here.... Hahahaha".

Jalter then moved in her dragon as she grabbed Ritsuka, as then she nocked him out as they released Ritsuka just got Kidnapped, Medusa looked at her as she ran but then dragon camer her way

Medusa actived her Mystic eyes. "Move"

As she turned them stones, before she stepped on then Brekaing them, she then summoned Pegasus as she started to ride but then she was blocked by Carmilla.

Medusa just looked at her. "I seen you are have chosen to die".

Carmilla was going to say something, but she body was tuirhg to stone effect's of Medusa eyes, she then breaks the stone returning Carmilla back to the throne of hero, but then she saw that Jalter was not there at all as she Screamed an Anger.

Medusa still on Pegasus, she got angry and to say, no should make her angry even if she was not in her Avanger class her Gorgon side started to comer out.

Meanwhile Jalter was quick to fly away with Vlad and Lancelot she knew that Carmilla did her part, as she looked at the knocked out Ritsuka, as she moved her finger to his hair with a smile, her Yandere side being back.

Meanwhile Lancelot and Vlad on there Wyvern just saw that, as Lancelot spoke. "Will she finally got what she wanted, no more detour to Burning french to the ground"

Vlad, perched on his wyvern, couldn't hide the flicker of amusement in his eyes. "It seems like we've finally reached the point where everything falls into place," he said with a chuckle, his voice laced with dark humor. "Now the real fun begins. Burning everything to the ground… It has a certain charm."

But even as the trio soared higher into the sky, Medusa, her rage growing with every passing second, was already moving. Her eyes flared with fury as she searched the battlefield, her gaze sweeping over the chaos she had just created. Her Pegasus galloped with speed, cutting through the battlefield as she swerved past falling debris and shattered stone.

"She'll pay for this," Medusa muttered under her breath, her anger fuelling her determination. "No one takes Ritsuka away like that and lives to tell the tale."

Medusa's eyes narrowed, her resolve hardening like steel. "You should have stayed out of my way," she said, her voice low and dangerous.

Back in the air, Jalter's smile widened as she looked down at Ritsuka, still unconscious in her arms. She leaned down, whispering sweetly to him, her voice dripping with obsession. "Just a little longer, my love… Soon you'll be mine forever."

Vlad and Lancelot exchanged a glance, but neither of them seemed particularly concerned. They knew Jalter's obsession with Ritsuka, but they also knew the cold inevitability of what was to come. She had wanted him for so long that it had become an obsession, and now that she had him, there was no turning back.

"We should make sure no one follows us," Vlad said, glancing down at the chaos below. "Jalter's mind is set, and no one is going to stop her now."

Lancelot nodded, his expression grim. "Indeed. The burning of the French city will happen, and everything else will fall into place. The war is far from over, but the beginning of Jalter's reign has just started."

In the distance, the sound of the battle still raged, but it seemed like nothing more than a background noise to the rising storm that was about to sweep through the lands.

As Medusa mounted her Pegasus, her eyes glowing with anger, she vowed to track down Jalter, to reclaim Ritsuka no matter the cost. But deep down, she knew this was just the beginning of a much darker conflict. The stakes were higher than they had ever been, and with Ritsuka's kidnapping, it was no longer just about survival—it was about stopping a mind consumed by madness.

"Hang on, Ritsuka," Medusa whispered to the winds. "I'm coming for you."

Later that night after Team A and B meet up, and lest say Kama and Morgan weren't happy to hear what happened

As the tension in the camp grew thicker, Medusa walked back to the group, her face tight with frustration and concern. She had scoured every inch of the area, her Pegasus moving with incredible speed, but Jalter and her dragon were gone. There was no sign of Ritsuka, no trace of the chaos that had just ensued. It was as if they had vanished into thin air. Medusa was angry, not just at Jalter but at herself for not being able to stop it.

"Dammit..." Medusa muttered under her breath, as she approached the group.

Kama was the first to snap. She grabbed Mash by the collar and shook her furiously. "He got what?!"

Mash, struggling to catch her breath, finally managed to speak through the barrage of shakes. "Ritsuka... he got kidnapped... by Jalter."

Kama froze for a moment, her eyes narrowing with an intensity that could cut glass. "What do you mean kidnapped?!" She shook Mash again, her voice rising with desperation and disbelief.

Before Mash could respond, Morgan stepped forward, her icy calmness almost more terrifying than her fury. Her gaze fell on Mozart, who had been looking around nervously, avoiding eye contact with her. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't blow you up right now," Morgan said, her voice low and venomous. "You said we should split up, and now my husband has been kidnapped by our enemy."

Mozart's face turned a sickly pale as Morgan's cold stare pierced him like a dagger. His mind raced, trying to come up with any excuse or reason for what had just happened, but all that came out was a stammer. "I... I... I um... I um..."

Morgan didn't give him any time to finish his excuses. "10," she started counting, her voice growing colder with each number. "9, 8, 7, 6..."

Mozart's eyes widened in panic. "Ahhhhhhhh!" He screamed in a voice so high-pitched it sounded almost like a goat being startled. He was out of his mind with fear.

"Stop!" Mash yelled, finally breaking free of Kama's grip. "Mozart didn't mean for this to happen! It's not his fault!" She turned to Morgan, her voice filled with pleading. "We need to focus on finding Ritsuka. Please."

Kama, still enraged, shot a look at Morgan, her fury still palpable. "She's right. We have to find him, or we'll lose everything."

Medusa, her hands balled into fists, glanced around the group, her usual calm demeanor replaced by anger and frustration. "We'll get him back. No matter what it takes."

Morgan's expression softened slightly as she exhaled deeply. "Fine, but I'm not letting anyone get away with this. We will find him and bring him back. I'll make sure of it." Her words were filled with a promise, the weight of her resolve clear in her eyes.

"I don't care how many dragons, wyverns, or enemies Jalter has at her disposal," Medusa added, her voice cold but determined. "I'll tear the world apart if I have to."

"Then let's get to it," Kama said, releasing Mash and stepping back, ready for action. "We need to track them down before Jalter gets too comfortable."

The group stood together, their resolve solidified in the face of Ritsuka's kidnapping. Despite the chaos and danger surrounding them, they knew they had no choice but to go after him. Jalter had taken something they all valued, and now they would stop at nothing to bring him back.

Morgan stepped forward, her voice low but commanding. "We'll need to work together. We can't afford to make mistakes. Let's move."

As the night deepened and the stars above seemed to watch their every move, Team A and Team B joined forces once again, united by the need to save one of their own. They knew that they were up against a powerful and dangerous foe, but with Ritsuka's life on the line, they had no choice but to give it everything they had.

The hunt for Jalter had just begun, and they weren't about to lose.

Meanwhile with Gilles De Rais, he was looking at all of Jalter force

Lancelot looked at him. "Are you ok"

Gilles snapped his neck and looked at him. "Am I ok, am I ok, we just invited death it self to our door steps when Jalter brought Ritsuka to her castle, you happy that I somehow managed to turn the castle invisible Before Medusa found us".

Gilles after being summoned by the girl, just wants to create a Evil Jeane D Arc, so she can have her revenge and burn french to the ground as there revenge, but the last thing the Insane Caster expected to happen was his own creation bringing Ritsuka Fujimaru here in there Castle it took all his power not to scream in fight in Meduss almost found they place and even more when Jalter said to put some spells on Ritsuka so he won't be able to use his command spells and will he was sent flying after putting his spell, some type of protection spell, and now they had Goddes (Kama) and Queen Breaker ( Morgan) who is the strongest Caster of her time, to say that he wanted to go back to the throne of hero, will it wouldn't be enough

Lancelot didn't respond immediately. He studied Gilles for a moment, seeing the madness creeping through the cracks of his usually composed facade. It was clear that the weight of this entire situation was wearing on him. "You always had a plan, Gilles. Always one step ahead. Now, you need to trust that we can fight this. You've dealt with worse enemies than these, haven't you?"

Gilles shook his head violently, his mind swirling with all the things that could go wrong. "Not like this... not with someone like Ritsuka involved. Do you have any idea how dangerous he is? He's a master, a true master of servants and Command Spells. And if he gets free..." He didn't finish the thought, the terror in his eyes making it clear that even the thought of Ritsuka regaining his freedom was enough to send chills down his spine.

Lancelot sat silently for a moment, his expression thoughtful. "Then we must find a way to keep him contained. We can't allow him to escape, or else everything we've done will be for nothing."

Gilles glared at him, his frustration palpable. "Contain him? Do you think that's easy? The boy's powers are unpredictable, and with the Goddess and Queen Breaker after us, there's only so much we can do. It took every ounce of power I had just to cast the spell on him that suppressed his Command Spells. And even that might not last long."

Lancelot sighed. "Then we need to prepare ourselves. For whatever happens next, we need to be ready. You brought this on yourself, Gilles. Now we all have to face the consequences. You'll have to stop whining and start fighting, because if you don't, we'll all be finished."

Gilles growled in frustration, but he knew Lancelot was right. He had to pull himself together, or they were all doomed. He couldn't allow this madness to spiral any further, especially not with Jalter's fixation on Ritsuka. The only thing they could do now was prepare for the storm that was sure to come. And for Gilles, the question wasn't if they could survive—it was how long they could hold out before everything collapsed around them.

As the darkness in the castle seemed to deepen, Gilles couldn't help but feel the crushing weight of the decisions he had made. It was too late to turn back now. All he could do was hope that he could keep his creation and his fragile alliance from crumbling under the pressure of the incoming storm.

To be continued

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