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Text: It's becoming darker. // Aah... this feeling. // The Divine Spirit is being overwritten by the mad warrior. // All unnecessary details are being pruned. // The world is darkening... // and a single enemy // is dyed // red.
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Beatrice: And what about you, // Illyasviel!?
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Chapter 48: The bottom of insanity
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Beatrice: Hey, hey, what's this? // Yer moves are improving, huh!? // I get it. // Your sanity's about to kiss goodbye. // That's fine. // Tricks have no place in a fight between Berserkers.
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Beatrice: No need! // No need! // Not for a reason to fight! Not for a Heroic Spirit's dignity! Not for useless strategy! // Scrape out your brain and throw it away! // Leave just your spine and fighting spirit--- // and go!
Text: Aah... // It's melting... // My mind's melting away.
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Julian: Today, all the preparations are complete. // There are no spare pawns. // It's just barely enough. // Your role will be...
Beatrice: I get it, Master Julian. // I just have to go on a flashy rampage with all my might! // Leave it to me!
Julian: ...Please do.
Beatrice: 'kay, 'kay. // Anyway, I'm just your piece. // Even if I die I'll be satisfied---
Text: ---Wrong.
Beatrice: Ah... // no. // That's not quite it, // yeah, I'm not expressing myself well.
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Beatrice: I mean, // you're the one who helped me, who was supposed to be dead.
Text: ...Wrong.
Beatrice: It's not... repaying a debt. // Oh yeah! Obligation, that's what it is!
Text: Wrong.
Beatrice: You can say that helping someone back after being helped is a person's way.
Text: Wrong...! // I don't want to say such things...!
Julian: This may be... // the last chance. // Do you have something you want to say?
Beatrice: A // lot.
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Beatrice: We've changed, right? // Both me, // ...and you. // I want to go back to that time... //
Text: Even so, I...!
Beatrice: Julian, // I...
Illya: What are you fighting for?
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Beatrice: Do not... // invade
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Beatrice: my mind!
Rin: Illya! // Illya! // Can you hear me...!? // You only have one minute left until the card is ejected! // You won't stand a chance once it happens...! // You cannot beat her!
Illya: No... // It can only // be now...
Rin: Huh...?
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Illya: Right now, // there's no way to win other than facing her
Beatrice: Bring it on!
Shirou: My God...! // Has she already lost her sanity..!?
Rin: And what bad timing...! // She should've retreated when the poison didn't work...!
Luvia: No... // this is...
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Beatrice: Bitch...!
Illya: ...Five steps!
Luvia: Don't tell me... // the nine steps backwards...!?
Shirou: Nine steps backwards...? // You mean, from Thor's death...?
Rin: That's right...! Thor's final moments were... // "walking nine steps backwards after being poisoned and falling dead"! // Poison alone wasn't enough! // In addition to the poison, she must walk nine steps backwards for the legend to be reenacted...!
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Luvia: Indeed... Looking back on it, Beatrice clearly hates retreating. // That already happened thrice... // which amounts to five steps. // Illyasviel counted them exactly...!
Rin: Even drunk in madness, // she's been calmer // than any of us!
Illya: ...Six steps!
Rin: Even if it's a pseudo-summoning, she should be tied to the same fate as Thor.
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Luvia: Certainly we must now place our bets on that... // however...
Text: I can't shake this feeling of uneasiness. // The magic belt Megingjörð, which doubles her strength. // The magic gauntlet Járngreipr, which protects her arm.
Illya: Seven steps! // Eight steps...!
Text: In order to wield Mjölnir, both of these are necessary. // Staying calm and swinging Mjölnir even after both of those have been destroyed, // is that really Thor...!?
Beatrice: OOOOOOOO
Illya: AAAAAAA
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Text: A clash of emotions.