Back in the mortal world, both Anastasia and Lady Frigge looked to the sky.

"The Servants are coming," said Frigge "All warriors! Prepare for combat!"

Woden let out a howl like a wolf once again and the other warriors responded in kind. The people of the village hastily gathered shields, spears, clubs, axes, and swords. They then began to chant war cries, repeating lyrics in a language Anastasia did not understand. They made howls, slammed the butts of their spears into the ground, and banged their shields. Lady Frigge took a spear.

"Priestess Anastasia, when will your sister return?" asked Frigge.

"Soon," replied Anastasia.

"When she does, we will march towards Iceni. That is where the Servants will strike first."

Soon, Illya awoke, she noticed that the yari was now in her hands.

"She's back!" said Anastasia.

"Good," whispered Frigge.

Illya rushed over to her sister and Frigge.

"The Servants are going to attack," she said.

"Yes. We know. We were awaiting your return. We must hurry, the city will most likely be under attack once we arrive," said Frigge "All warriors! To Iceni!"

Illya drew her sword and kept it in her right hand while carrying the yari in her left and laying on her shoulder behind her head.

From the heavens, Servants rained down upon the city. The people of Iceni looked up and screamed. They began running. The Servants killed anyone they came across. They impaled and dismembered people with their spears. A Servant in silver armor with golden wings stepped forward. He had the feet of a hawk. His amor had several parts that revealed his Human-like flesh. He carried a silver longsword in one hand.

"Kill all of the inhabitants! Find the Demigod and take her alive!" he commanded.

The police of Iceni rushed out with their pistols. They took down a few Servants but were soon impaled and torn to shreds. A fire began suddenly and soon the town was ablaze. The warriors soon cleared the forest only to be met by fire, smoke, and bloody and mangled bodies laying on the ground. Frigge snarled.

"Warriors! Today the divine has demonstrated their lack of empathy for mortal kind! They greet us with spears and fire! Today, we strike back against the divine and show them we have a right to exist!" Lady Frigge then howled and the warriors followed suit "Charge!"

Lady Frigge rushed forward with her spear and the warriors charged into town. Woden carried his axe and jumped a Servant, decapitating him. Illya and Anastasia followed behind. Anastasia summoned mana in her hands and fired it at several Servants, killing them. Illya moved fast, finally being able to put her training to the test. She deflected several spears to the side and rushed in with her sword, slashing the Servants in two. She dodged the spears of other Servants but a few grazed her armor and another cut her cheek. She screamed and stabbed the Servant in the neck with the yari. Two other Servants approached and she slashed their throats with a swing of the yari. Soon, more Servants surrounded her.

"Its her! She is the Demigod! We can sense it in her aura! Capture her!" called the Servants.

Suddenly, Lady Frigge appeared and impaled a Servant from behind with her spear. Anastasia appeared, creating a red fireball in her hand, and tossing it at the Servants, igniting them in flame.

"Anastasia! Illya! I will hold off these Servants! Find them commander and take his head!" yelled Lady Frigge as she stabbed another Servant in the chest.

Anastasia and Illya nodded. They began to run further into the city, killing any Servants in their way.

In the city center, the Servants have it locked down, clearing the bodies of the slain citizens by leaving them in a mass of flesh. The Servant Commander then snapped his head in the direction of the main road.

"So, she is coming to me. This makes things much easier," he said drawing his sword.

From behind, Woden stealthy jumps onto a Servant and splits his head in two with his axe. He then quickly hits another in his exposed armor, killing him. The Commander then turns to face Woden who has leapt at him. The Commander easily blocks the axe with his sword. The two of them clash blades three more times before the Commander slashes Woden across the chest. Woden is surprised as he is then split in two.

"Oh mortals. You need only accept the Will of the Divine. Your ends would not be as gruesome and painful," said the Commander.

There was then a sudden explosion of fire and Servants are destroyed as Anastasia and Illya arrive in the city center.

"And there is the Demigod," the Commander said to himself Servants! Deal with the rest of the mortals in the city! I will handle these two myself."

The remaining Servants then took to the air and spread out. Illya raised her sword and kept her yari ready. Anastasia lifted her hands, both with fireballs in her palms. She then cast her mana as Illya moved forward with the Commander moving towards them. He dodged the mana attacks soon clashed blades with Illya. The Commander restrained his attacks, striking with less force. The two then pushed back with their blades and Anastasia then attacked again. A fireball struck him but he swiftly put it out.

"The Demigod we need alive, but you Elf priestess? You are expendable!" The Commander then threw his sword at Anastasia.

She just dodged it as the weapon impaled the wall next to her. Before Illya could attack, the Commander flew towards Anastasia. He quickly pulled his sword from the wall and swung at her. Anastasia just barely reacted to the attacks. Illya then rushed the Commander, this time with her yari ready. The Commander blocked it with his sword between the blades. He then twisted the spear and it flew from Illya's hands. Illya then swiftly slashed with her sword only to have the attack be blocked. She then slashed again. The blades continued to collide, creating sparks with each strike, Illya began to feel worn out. She backed away before clashing blades with Commander again, they held the position. Soon an aura appeared around Illya's katana. It was black in color. The Commander began to laugh upon seeing the color.

"So, you have realized you have no chance of defeating me. Your fear shows it all!"

Illya gritted her teeth but then lessened the force against the other blade. The Commander then sent Illya flying and she slammed her back hard into a wall. She then slumped down and fell forward with her sword next to her.

"Illya!" Anastasia called.

The Commander then turned to her and began swinging his blade. Anastasia again dodged the attacks but a few slashes had landed, leaving cuts and they began to bleed. Anastasia soon fell to her knees. The Commander then brought his blade down upon her. She caught the sword between her hands and began melting it. She then pushed the blade to the side as it shattered. The Commander growled.

"You damn mortal!" he then punched Anastasia hard in the face and she fell to the ground.

He then proceeded to kick and stomp on her. Illya slowly opened her eyes. She saw the Commander attack her sister.

"Ana...," she whispered while raising an arm slowly, reaching out to her "I am sorry..."

She then closed her eyes and fell unconscious again. In her mind, Illya began to think about her family. She remembered her siblings taken from her. She remembered seeing Anastasia and her father bloodied and near death. She thought about her mother, and how she smiled and how that was taken from her. She then remembered seeing Anastasia, being beaten down by the Servant.

"No. Stop," Illya began to think "No more! I hate them. The Divine. I hate them. These Servants. I hate them. I hate them! I hate them!"

Illya's eyes then snapped open. She then picked up the katana.

"You took everything from me! I will not let you take anymore from me!" Illya screamed in her mind.

She then stood up. The Commander then turned to face Illya. He grinned but soon his face turned to fear. Illya's eyes were a pure red. There was no pupil. She showed her teeth like a rabid wolf. Her horns had reemerged from her forehead. She then roared. The Commander readied his fists. Illya moved so fast that in a split second, his hands were severed. The Commander then flapped his wings, attempting to fly away. Illya swiftly grabbed the yari and impaled him through his chest. She then slammed him down onto the ground so hard it cracked the cement. She then pulled the spear out and the commander crawled away as quickly as he could. Illya slowly approached him. He turned to face her, fear in his eyes.

"Please! Mercy!" he begged.

Illya then swiftly cut off his head and his body fell over lifeless. Illya then roared again. It was loud enough that it could be heard throughout the city. The Servants began to panic.

"The Commander has fallen? Impossible! We need to leave!"

The Servants began to fly toward the heavens in a retreat. Anastasia weakly watched them leave. She then looked at her sister. Illya stood over the body of the slain Commander. She then turned to face Anastasia, eyes still red.